see the stork on his farm-roof nest
See
the stork on his farm-roof nest,
O’er
meadows and fields he’s gazing.
A
lovely spring day will us soon have blessed,
My
long-yearned for season’s here with beauty amazing.
Hear
the stork on the farm roof clack,
From
woods the glad cuckoo’s calling.
When
trees are in leaf it means May Day’s back;
Now
Whitsun sun gilds the waves with lustre enthralling.
Now
the stork leaves his farm-roof nest;
Through
green meadows struts and gazes.
When
May Day is here he’s a much-loved guest;
He
brings us the time of year whose beauty amazes.
Off the stork flies when autumn’s nigh;
Next
year he’ll be back to cheer me.
You
summertime guest! Delay your goodbye!
Oh
welcome, fair time of year my heart loves so dearly!
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