Besedila: Ella Fitzgerald. Birdland Lullabye.

Oh, lullaby of birdland
That's what I always hear,
When you sigh,
Never in my wordland could there be words to reveal
in a phrase how I feel

Have you ever heard two turtle doves
Bill and coo, when they love?
That's the kind of magic music we get from our lips
When we kiss

And there's a weepy old willow
He really knows how to cry,
That's how I'd cry in my pillow
If you grew tired and just said goodbye

Lullaby of birdland whisper low
Kiss me sweet, then we'll go
Flying high in birdland, high in the sky up above
All because were in love

So sing me to sleep
Rock me to sleep
Birdland