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A crow flies down with an egg in its beak. I get curious to know how to eat.
But it skips away behind the foot of the railroad bridge.
When I was a teenager and listened the Jazz song "Bye bye black bird" by Julie London , I believed the black bird should be a crow. And thirty years after, I firstly saw the genuine blackbirds on the green of an university.
Then I started singing Bye Bye Blackbird.
And this is my most favorite jazz singer, Vikki Carr.
And this is the great French dancing queen, Josephine Baker.
(横須賀線、二葉三丁目、Futaba, Shinagawa ward)
A crow flies down with an egg in its beak. I get curious to know how to eat.
But it skips away behind the foot of the railroad bridge.
When I was a teenager and listened the Jazz song "Bye bye black bird" by Julie London , I believed the black bird should be a crow. And thirty years after, I firstly saw the genuine blackbirds on the green of an university.
Then I started singing Bye Bye Blackbird.
And this is my most favorite jazz singer, Vikki Carr.
And this is the great French dancing queen, Josephine Baker.
(横須賀線、二葉三丁目、Futaba, Shinagawa ward)
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