At break of day I watch the homing swallow:as t'wards the south he wings his distant flight, O happy flight:Thou beauteous bird Ah wish that I could follow: to that far land where dwells my hearts delight; (next verse) For ah to thee myrestless thoughts keep thronging: Of lovers meeting and the memories of bliss:Each night and day my heart is filled with longing : Again to feel the magic of your kiss"   sorry cant come up with any more