Little Bird, Little Bird
- Peter Gordeno (1968)You are listening to the song Little Bird, Little Bird by Peter Gordeno, writer by Joe Darion;Mitch Leigh in album Man Of La Mancha: The London Original Cast. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
- Scene - Original Cast
- Scene - Original Cast
- Scene - Original Cast
- Scene - Original Cast
- Scene - Original Cast
- Scene - Original Cast
- Scene - Original Cast
- Scene - Original Cast
- Overture - Denys Rawson
- I'm Only Thinking Of Hime (And Reprise) - Alan Crowfoot
- Man Of La Mancha (I, Don Quixote) - Bernard Spear
- It's All The Same - Joan Diener
- Dulcinea - Keith Michell
- I Really Like Him - Bernard Spear
- What Does He Want Of Me? - Joan Diener
- Little Bird, Little Bird - Peter Gordeno
- Barber's Song (Golden Helmet Of Mambrino) - Bernard Spear
- To Each His Dulcinea (To Every Man His Dream) - Alan Crofoot
- The Impossible Dream (The Quest) - Keith Michell
- Combat Scene (The Fight) - Bernard Spear
- The Dubbing (Knight Of The Woeful Countenance) - Bernard Spear
- The Abduction - Joan Diener
- Reprise: Man Of La Mancha (I Don Quixote) - Keith Michell
- Aldonza - Joan Diener
- Knight Of The Mirrors - Bernard Spear
- A Little Gossip - Bernard Spear
- The Death Scene: Dulcinea (Reprise) - Joan Diener
- The Death Scene: Man Of La Mancha (Reprise) - Joan Diener
- The Death Scene: The Psalm - Alan Crofoot
- Final Scene - Company
- Finale Reprise: The Impossible Dream (The Quest) - Company
Lyrics
(two Muleteers)
Little bird, little bird
In the cinnamon tree
Little bird, little bird
Do you sing for me?
Do you bring me word
Of one I know?
Little bird, little bird
I love her so
Little bird, little bird
I have to know
Little bird, little bird.
Beneath this tree
This cinnamon tree
We learned to love
We learned to cry
For here we met
And here we kissed
And here one cold and moonless night
We said goodbye.
Little bird, little bird
Oh have pity on me
Bring her back to me now
'Neath the cinnamon tree
I have waited too long
Without a song.
Little bird, little bird
Please fly, please go
Little bird, little bird
And tell her so
Little bird, little bird
Little bird, little bird.
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