Wild Geese

Wild geese flying together, Flying to lands afar. But we have parted, my love and I, I know not where you are; Under the spell of Summer's charm I thought that you were mine, Unseen magic ’round us both Wove a charm sublime. When the wild birds in Spring return Shall I find the answer for which I yearn?

Wild geese flying together, Flying to lands unknown. Dreaming and waiting night and day, Longing for you alone. High overhead they pass Flying to fairer skies. Is it, I wonder, for me alone that memory never dies? When the wild birds in Spring return Shall I find the answer for which I yearn?