PART 1:
In my thoughts it stays forever
in my memories I keep it
that sweet time that is long gone now
when I was a child and singing
when I twittered as a lassie
with a gayness of a sweet bird
up among the clouds out yonder
free I flew, without a worry.
PART 4:
Like a shadow of a shed there
I would sleep just like a wagtail
and the peace would build its home there
it would settle down beside me
There was nothing to disturb me
and no worries waking up then
like the sorrow now inside me
and the grief now in my bosom.
PART 2:
I was free from any broodings
with a breeze that lulled about me
I dashed like a tiny sparklet
I flew like the leaves in woodlands
A butterfly above the meadow
I did taste the sweetest nectar
from the cups of golden flowers
that would shine to me like silver
PART 3:
Happy was I on the meadow
with sweet thoughts upon the hummock
like a flower on the hillside
I spent my time there gently playing
together with my sweet young sisters
I was gently lulled into sleep
by the breath of tender breezes
from the nectar-scented country
