we were five years old
the three of us sixty years ago
so, who would remember that day
when we buried Bumblebee
yes, the Bumblebee
the one we tied to a string
she flew until we crushed her to death
and buried in a matchbox
soon a Sparrow kept her company
we found him asleep and shriveled up
......
we were five years old
the three of us sixty years ago
so, who would remember that day
when we buried Bumblebee
yes, the Bumblebee
the one we tied to a string
she flew until we crushed her to death
and buried in a matchbox
soon a Sparrow kept her company
we found him asleep and shriveled up
......