| From out of a wood did a cuckoo fly
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| Cuckoo
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| He came to a manger with joyful cry
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| Cuckoo
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| He hopped, he curtsied, 'round he flew
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| And loud his jubilation grew
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| Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo
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| A pigeon flew over to Galilee
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| Vrer-croo
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| He strutted and cooed and was full of glee
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| Vrer-croo
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| And showed with jewelled wings unfurled
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| His joy that Christ was in the world
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| Vrer-croo, vrer-croo, vrer-croo
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| A dove settled down upon Nazareth
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| Tsu-croo
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| And tenderly chanted with all his breath
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| Tsu-croo
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| «O you,» he cooed
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| «So good and true
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| My beauty do I give to you!»
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| Tsu-croo, tsu-croo-, tsu-croo |