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Sparrow sings an aria unpierced and defiant into the sky Perched on a fire escape ladder outside Abuela's window Who sits in the dark through the hot afternoon Waiting for Hector, Dona, and Sylvie, and Mami and Papi and their city residue Sparrow harrows his harmony straight past the flutter Which dodges round clamor two stories above a dude And his nascent salvation by cremolatta sorbet ?Troubadour or flaneur?? Each lick licks away Birdie squints towards the park where he was once young across the street As cousins move twigs from out of the trees They build nests in moldings and lampposts and steeples these days Ask the bag lady why: ?Vicious Blue Jays! But son they were pretty and when the Sparrow held guard at night You couldn't tell them from bats!? I know lady, I know. Sparrow waits on an itch, maybe under his wing Sparrow calls on an appetite, but nah nothing. Then Sparrow hears his song return before long And he sings it out again, unpierced and defiant into the sky Aus Songtexte Mania