Lyrics:
The Robins

you to take along with you, as you go on your lonely way Tomorrow robins will sing, tomorrow robins will sing It really is no big thing, cause tomorrow robins

And the weeping willow trees still swaying in the breeze And often I still hear the robins sing Do you hear the robins... Do you ever ever hear the robins

Come to Me, you're weary And I will give you rest For the weight of the world Bears hard upon your shoulders Come let Me carry it awhile Come to to Me

Lost and yet surrounded here No match for present foes We're children in a battle Armed in only peasants' clothes But in the dark of night When we were

First a glance and then a crooked smile Draw him in and let the games begin If he doesn't ask, she will not tell She paints the picture, oh so well When

Do you give orders to the dawn? Can you bring forth the way of light? (Or go to where the dark resides?) Can you replace a single star? (Or from it's

Ashes at our feet Hours turn to sand Hear the curse cry out The blood is on our hands So what can we gain? All our grasping for the wind And where is

And the weeping willow trees still swaying in the breeze And often I still hear the robins sing Do you hear the robins... Do you ever ever hear the robins

Translation: Parton, Dolly. Do You Hear The Robins Sing.