Sing me a tune, my little dove.
Sing to me sweetly, my little lark.
O, please won’t you serenade me, little finch?
Why won’t you sing to me,
give me a beautiful melody, my little bluejay?
You used to call so lovingly to me,
but now that you have me, you
no longer cry for me, my little warbler.
I’ll give you another chance, dear songbird
to sing for me a chorus
to remind me of your love.
Love me not you say?
I see I have misjudged you, cawing raven!
You vulture, preying on my heart with sweet music
and leaving me after I gave you
a wonderful home.
A cage you say?
Such an ungrateful crow, pecking at my soul!
I need naught this torment,
this lack of reciprocated love!
You owed me, little pheasant, and did not repay.
You are an ugly wretch with mottled feathers
and twisted beak, with stolen voice!
Begone from me and sing no more,
for if you do not perform for me
you shall not perform at all.