The dance on mating
The birds on top of the branch
Flapping wings and tail and singing
“Maybe telling the nest is ready!”
The morning rituals
In the early rising sun
Blazing golden rays on the leaves
The birds dance tweeting to mate
The soft breezes flow
On the trees opposite the garden
The birds calling to mate
“Common don't delay!”
A bird man brings his bird cage
Whistling tunes to attract the birds
For a while he stays around
Then he too moves away
The dance on mating
The rituals in the morning sun
The soft breezes flow
“Fly with me to the nest!”
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