For many and many a day;
Now when I most need you, dear robin,
You’re ready to fly far away.”
“’Tis true that cold winter is coming
And the leaves will be gone from the tree;
But I have a warm heart dear robin,
Its love shall thy safe shelter be.”
“I’ll give thee a nook in the window
Where roses and hyacinths bloom.
I need your sweet song, my dear robin,