Morning Chorus
by Zheljko Stanimirovic

Twittering, warbling and chirping, and more,
Croaking and laughter, and that is not all,
All kinds of voices that in birds are known
They give out in chorus, just before the dawn.

The morning chorus rings through the wood
And the suburban neighborhood,
The meadows, the marshes, the trees facing lawn
Vibrate with music just before the dawn.

Twittering, warbling and chirping, and more,
Croaking and laughter, and that is not all,
All kinds of voices that in birds are known
They give out in chorus, just before the dawn.

Some sing from places where noone can hear,
From boulders in streambeds -- you have to be near.
From city buildings sing those who don’t fear
Or from the bushes of prickly pear.

Twittering, warbling and chirping, and more,
Croaking and laughter, and that is not all,
All kinds of voices that in birds are known
They give out in chorus, just before the dawn.