In a lovely ocean,
filled with golden sun
Filled with the scent of lilac,
rose and viol
Mother of the wind,
I am heavy and tired You on white wings,
swing so light
Little
summer bird,
little summer bird Fly from flower to flower,
from shell to shell
When I look at you,
I think of you
Who was
just a summer bird
The viol's soundless,
will soon win your heart
Close to the lilac's warm,
young, fair white breast
But to the rose's beauty,
soon you will be called upon
The sky is so blue,
life
is so short
Little summer bird,
little summer bird
Fly from flower to flower,
from shell to shell
When I look at you,
I
think of you
Who was just a summer bird
Little joy flies,
under the blue sky
Your berry is as bright as the sun
First when the earth is covered,
by golden light
You will keep your finger tight,
and become a piece
Little summer bird,
little summer bird
Fly from flower to flower,
from shell to shell
When
I look at you,
I
think of you
Who was just a summer bird