Song of the Cuckoo

Passing by, I heard a rhythm of love 

It made all the flowers bloom

Cleared all the gloom

It was song of the Cuckoo

 

Perched somewhere high on the tree

I could hear it but not see

It made me stop there for a while

It was song of the Cuckoo

 

Felt it wanted to convey something

But could not understand the meaning

The tune was truly amazing

It was song of the Cuckoo