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?