Thomas Vautor - Sweet suffolk owl - текст песни (слова)

Sweet, sweet Suffolk owl, so trimly dight,
 with feathers like a lady bright, 
 thou singest alone, sitting by night:
 Te-whit, te-whoo...
 Thy note, that forth so freely rolls,
 with shrill command the mouse controls,
 and sings a dirge for dying souls,
 Te-whit, te-whoo...