Beside her door,
The wren is surely scolding.
If one but glance
She cries, “No chance
To rent the flat I’m holding.”
To hear her scold,
The sparrow bold
And jay, beside her dwelling,
Cry, “Tschip, tschip, chee!”
“Tease! tease! say we!”
Beside her door,
The wren is surely scolding.
If one but glance
She cries, “No chance
To rent the flat I’m holding.”
To hear her scold,
The sparrow bold
And jay, beside her dwelling,
Cry, “Tschip, tschip, chee!”
“Tease! tease! say we!”