He sings melody for his mate so lovely
He sings his for mate in sight to hear lovely melodies
He sings that she my hear his heart's lovely melodies
She bird sleeps in the mood for love

Poor me my heart sings for you sweet sweetie so lovely
Poor me my sweetie is too far yonder to hear lovely melodies
Poor me my sweetie does not hear my heart's lovely melodies
Sweet Sweetie sleeps not in the mood for love

Soon I will sing for you sweet Sweetie so lovely
Soon I will sing when holding you to hear lovely melodies
Soon sweet Sweetie will hear my heart's lovely melodies
Sweet Sweetie sleeps in the mood for love

My heartbeat will give song's rhythm to sweet Sweetie
My heartbeat will be holding you with love
My heartbeat will make Sweet Sweetie's heart more lovely
Sweet Sweetie lives in the mood for love

Let's always sing before and after dreamland!

Nyota Yasulwe

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-he-bird-sings-on-way-to-dreamland/