Le moineau gris

Tweet, tweet, tweet, says a gray sparrow,
I am the master of New York City.
From the top of the Empire State Building,
I say it and I proclaim it,
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Tweet, tweet, tweet, very early in the morning,
In the streets and the park,
I love to let out a loud cry,
To sing the awakening of the dawn,
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Tweet, tweet, tweet, just like a true king,
In the skyscrapers, I have my home.
The Central Park, Times Square,
Are like hotels for me,
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Tweet, tweet, tweet; I have many friends,
From the homeless to the well-dressed.
What they give me, I hope,
Will make them happy and prosperous,
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Tweet, tweet, tweet, everywhere I go down,
Without ever fearing the pedestrians.
And when it snows, or when it's freezing,
I fall asleep with my head under my wing,
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