Bird Of Cuzco

Oh bird, you must be starving
From your flight so long
The wind, the way it was blowing
I feel lowly not to have come

There, the pounding of rain has flooded the dam
I can offer you my room, you can sleep in
Oh, let me take care
Oh, let me be near

Do you mean to be saying
To me through a song
Be pleased, for everything's changing
Be not angry I have returned

How I tire of waking from this dream
Are we wired to be always sad and wanting?
Oh, let me sing
Oh, I love to sing

I will lie here awhile in the dark
Let me lie for a while just thinking in the dark
Oh, leave me here
Oh, let me see clear