As they sing their songs
-By daylight –
In pure delight,
I listen to timeless melodies.
And doubts they have not.
-No fears or nor sorrows-
But to plat from reeds,
And spread their wings
Oh,
How I long to be a sparrow.
Worry free,
In this dreary world
Oh,
How I wish to be a sparrow.
Singing songs,
That no man knows.
For I’ll be the music,
And the wind my muse.