Meadowlark, fly your way down. I hold a cornucopia and a golden crown For you to wear upon your fleecy down. My meadowlark, sing to me. Hummingbird,
And he fed her fruit and nuts from an ivory chalice and he prayed "Sing for me, my meadowlark Sing for me of the silver morning Set me free, my meadowlark
Meadowlark, fly your way down, I hold a cornucopia and a golden crown for you to wear upon your fleece'd gown. Ah meadowlark, sing to me. Hummingbird
he fed her fruit and nuts from an ivory chalice and he prayed Sing for me, my meadowlark Sing for me of the silver morning. Set me free, my meadowlark
Translation: Sarah Brightman. Meadowlark.
: Meadowlark, fly your way down, I hold a cornucopia and a golden crown for you to wear upon your fleece'd gown. Ah meadowlark, sing to me. Hummingbird
And he fed her fruit and nuts from an ivory chalice and he prayed Sing for me, my meadowlark Sing for me of the silver morning. Set me free, my meadowlark
: Mr. Meadowlark, we've got an awful lot of serenadina? to do Mr. Meadowlark, I'm just a city slicker and I'm countina? on you She's got a country
