The Golden Robin Sings

If a golden robin sings
In a cedar in Lebanon
If a golden robin sings
Would you dare to sing along?

If a young man lit a flame

Would you shelter the flickering light?
If a young man lit a flame
Would you welcome the quivering life?

If a golden robin sings

Would you care to learn the words?
If a golden robin sings
Would she sing like other birds?

If a phoenix rises up

From an Indiana fire
If a phoenix rises on up
Would you dare to take her higher?

If a golden robin sings

Would she sing in a golden key?
If a golden robin sings
Would she sing in harmony?

If a single voice rang out

Would you join to form a choir?
If a single spark was lit
Would you flame it to make a fire?

If the cedars of Lebanon were lost in a burning blaze

If all the trees were gone, would you move to a different place?
If the people of Lebanon, were lost in waring rage
If all the love was gone, would you simply walk away?

Do you even know your place,
Your part in the human race?
When you see your brother's pain,
Do you turn away your face?

If you can't sing out, and you can't join in

If you can't rise up, and you can't begin
If can't hold your ground, and you can't be found
If you can't hang on or hang around

The robin still will sing

In a cedar in Lebanon
The golden robin sings
And the world will still go on

When the golden robin sings

The morning can't be long
When the phoenix rises up
And the robin sings her song

The trees will grow again

In Lebanon this spring
The robin plants a seed
In the ground where martyrs bleed

The phoenix, the fire, the cedar, the choir

More than these, the sun does not rise higher

The sun bows down its rays to the earth

In homage to these and their rebirth
The cedars, the weak, and the phoenix go on
Theirs is the grist of the sweet robin's song.