The lady feeds her little bird 
 作词 : 白云
 作曲 : 白云



The lady feeds her little bird
At rarer intervals –
The little bird would not dissent
But meekly recognize

The lady feeds her little bird
At rarer intervals –
The little bird would not dissent
But meekly recognize

The gulf between the hand and her
And crumbless and afar
And fainting, on her yellow knee
Fall softly, and adore –