On wings of song I will take thee
To rest on Parnassus shore
There, a dream home, I will make thee
A haven forever more
The scent of a beautiful locust
Thy lips shall greet with a kiss
And sweetest melody float
To realms of exquisite bliss
And sweetest melody float
To realms of perfect bliss
On wings of song I will take thee
To rest on Parnassus shore

A haven forever more
Thy heart shall be carefree
And shadows of pain dispel
The south wind shall fan my dear creases
And bathe with spices thy blow
Oh, the last of my days

Oh, yield to love's fond caresses, and come, beloved, come now.
Oh, yield to love's fond caresses, and come, beloved, now.
Oh, yield to love's fond caresses, and come, beloved, now.
Wings of song, on wings, on wings of song.
Wings of song.
Oh, yield to love's fond caresses.