The birds are singing
In your eyes today
Sweet flowers blossom in your smile


The wind and sun
Are in the words you say

Where might your lonesome lover be?

Birds may be singing

In my eyes this day
Sweet flowers blossom when I smile


But my soul is stormy
And my heart blows wild
My sweetheart rides a ship on the sea


Though my soul is stormy
And my heart blows wild

Where might my lonesome lover be?