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For more information visit: www.perkelt.com To connect, visit: www.facebook.com/perkeltmusic Robin and Parakeet is PerKelt's song from their 2019 album Air & Fire Band credits: Steppy Honc: guitar, vocal Paya Lehane: recorders, vocal Duncan Menzies: fiddle, vocal Jay Fraser: didgeridoo, vocal Dave Maurette: drums and percussion Filming credits: Steppy Honc: producer, director, camera, editing Jay Fraser: camera Cpt. Extra Mile Marc: camera, catering Dave Maurette: lights Location: a secret mansion house, north of London (UK) Lyrics: One silent night the parakeet slept in her cage of gold The moon was new and breeze so sweet, she let to fly her soul. But then she heard a sweep of wind, the open window creaked, A tiny robin, prince of streets, Came nosy, as you’d be. “Why are you here, in the cage of gold?” the little bird so asked For he never saw another soul being locked behind bars. “Why don’t you fly like the leaves? Why do you stay in here?” But instead of the parakeet Answered her silent tears. My soul, my sweet little singing friend, It’s not your fault, that you cannot understand. That with the eyes closed, I can see what the life could be And there’s no rules around the world, but the wind and you and me. “Why don’t you fly above the roofs like any other bird? Why don’t you try to put in use the wings you’ve got since birth?” The little robin pecked the bars, the cage was made of gold And hiding from the glare of stars the parakeet him told: “I saw you flying in the streets and playing with the breeze But unlike robins I’m not free, I wasn’t born for trees. Look at my cage, it’s made of gold, and so’s the golden key The stars are shining through my tears, I’ll never become free. My soul, my sweet little singing friend... And so spoke little parakeet but robin couldn’t hear For when you’re born singing and free you get afraid of fear. So the robin left the golden cage and the beautiful sad bird Thinking “when I don’t understand it’s too easy to hurt.” My soul, my sweet little singing friend...