Robin in the rhubarb,
Red breasted tops a canopy
Of sturdy green leaf;
There is a cat and a mouse,
And droppings on the monbretia;
Nature dances with itself.
With stalks the Robin chimes,
Its windpipe thrives on songs
Which rumble heaven-wide.
Robin in the rhubarb,
Red breasted tops a canopy
Of sturdy green leaf;
There is a cat and a mouse,
And droppings on the monbretia;
Nature dances with itself.
With stalks the Robin chimes,
Its windpipe thrives on songs
Which rumble heaven-wide.