1.Rushes in a watery place,
And reeds in a hollow;
A soaring skylark in the sky,
A darting swallow;
And where pale blossom used to hang
Ripe fruit to follow.
2.Fly away,fly away over the sea,
Sun-loving swallow,for summer is done;
Come again,come again,come back to me,
Bringing the summer and bringing the sun.