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?