Prologue

Come home, little bird, you have been missed.

Fly home, little bird, the woods will assist.

Come home, little bird, the sky is still light.

Fly home, little bird, before it is night.

Come home, little bird, for the moon is high.

Fly home, little bird, where it’s nice and dry.

Come home, little bird, for the stars are awake.

Fly home, little bird, sleep ’til the daybreak.

Come home, little bird, for the owl is about.

Fly fast, little bird, you shouldn’t be out.

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