Don't worry about tomorrow,
Don't worry about yesterday,
Go to where the robins sing.
You'll find a secret robin,
Known as Pipila,
It's tricky what became of her.
The river took her down,
To teach her how to fly again,
To where the robins sing.
Blue skies up above,
Everyone's in love,
Up the lazy ether, Pipila and me.
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