The first birds were waking; the dawn chorus began.

The early birds erelong will wake: 'T is time for the Elves to go.

That night a bird hurled itself against the window pane and woke them both up.

The forest animals and birds were waking as the sun penetrated the gloom of the forest.

In the morning, hoarse bird calls woke me.

"It was such a beautiful morning, and the birds woke us so early."

The birds woke her, as was their habit, chattering and chirping outside the window.

To be literal, the birds woke me.

When the birds woke and started their orchestra, the other voices would be quiet.

The birds were waking in the trees.