The robin sings in the apple tree
The robin sings in the apple tree,
The blackbird swings on the thorn,
The day grows old and silence falls,
Leaving my heart forlorn.
Night brings rest to many a soul,
Yet mine is dark with woe;
Can I forget the days gone by
When my love I whispered low?
O robin, and thou blackbird brave,
My songs of love have died.
How could you sing as in byegone days,
When she was at my side?
Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator]
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