A little bird sat on the window sill
Holding onto the last petal of flower that nature had left.
Humanity is vanishing,
With the strike of covid_19. ...
1 It was a' for our rightful king
2 That we left fair Scotland's strand;
3 It was a' for our rightful king
4 We e'er saw Irish land,
5 My dear,
6 We e'er saw Irish land.