Fussy bird, you do not know
Who drink delight from bud and blossom:
Ravish spring in all her beauty -
Fussy bird, you do not know

New clapnets have been made for you,
And timer are the meshes;
The snare around the flower shrub
Is camouflaged in green.

Your pretty nest is on the bough -
But they'll burn and bring it down!
And, fussy bird, you will have.
To leave the garden soon!

We love a shady tree and wish
It were to live for ever,
But axe the one that gives no shade
Even if it's the proudest pine!