I love a friend named, “Robin Bird.”
He sings his song towards the wind.
Clear and Strong to the world.
He can fly.
Do anything.
I love a friend, “Robin Bird.”
I love my friend, “Robin Bird.”
I have a friend in, “Robin Bird.”
His wings are light
forward the flight.
Right and dear
his songs, I hear.
He can fly.
Do anything.
I love a friend, “Robin Bird.”
He taught me how
to color the sky.
He can fly.
Do anything.
I love my friend, “Robin Bird.”
I love my best friend, “Robin Bird.”
Above the heights,
I watch him fly.
He floats above
the clouds on high.
He can do anything he wants.
I love to watch him and he knows I do.
I love my best friend, “Robin Bird.”
He can fly and yes he does.
Oh, he can fly and yes he does.
I love my best friend, “Robin Bird.”
I love him, Oh, my...
“Robin Bird.”
Fly up high...
“Robin Bird”
“Robin Bird”
“Robin Bird”
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