Lyrics:
Where wilt thou go my agile little swallow?
Thy wings wilt tire if long thy flight should be.
If wind and storm should bring thee pain and anguish,
If seeking shelter none be found for thee?
Ah! Come to me a soft warm nest I offer,
Where all the wintry season will pass thee by.
For also I wander in regions so lonely,
Mid cold and tempest and have no wings to fly.
I leave the land that is to me beloved,
That gave me birth, for some bleak distant shore.
A poor, lone wand'rer mid sharp pain and anguish,
I leave my home and can return no more.
Thou cherished bird, thou pilgrim well beloved,
My heart draws near thee, o'er thee a watch doth keep.
Thy tender song falls on my ears so sadly,
Recalls my home and alas! I only weep.
