You Will Journey Many A Weary Day And Long, Ere You Will See So Restful And Sweet A Place, As This, My Home, My Nest So Downy And Warm, The Labor Of Many Happy And Hopeful Days; But Its Low Brown Walls Are Laid And Softly Lined, And Oh, Full Happily Now My Rest I Take, And Care Not I When It Lightly Rocks In The Wind, For The Branch Above Though It Bends Will Never Break; And Close By My Side Rings Out The Voice Of My Mate - My Lover; Oh, The Days Are Long, And The Days Are Bright - And Summer Will Last Forever. Now The Stream That Divides Us From Perfect Bliss Seems Floating Past So Narrow - So Narrow, You Could Span Its Wave Such A Morn As This, With A Moment Winged Like A Golden Arrow, And The Sweet Wind Waves All The Tasselled Broom, And Over The Hill Does It Loitering Come, Oh, The Perfect Light - Oh, The Perfect Bloom, And The Silence Is Thrilled With The Murmurous Hum Of The Bees A-Kissing The Red-Lipped Clover; Oh, The Days Are Long, And The Days Are Bright - And Summer Will Last Forever. When The West Is A Golden Glow, And Lower The Sun Is Sinking Large And Round, Like A Golden Goblet Spilling O'Er, Glittering Drops That Drip To The Ground - Then I Spread My Lustrous Wings And Cleave The Air Sailing High With A Motion Calm And Slow, Far Down The Green Earth Lies Like A Picture Fair, Then With Rapid Wing I Sink In The Shining Glow; A-Chasing The Glinting, Gleaming Drops; Oh, A Diver Am I In A Clear And Golden Sea, And Summer Will Last Forever. The Leaves With A Pleasant Rustling Sound Are Stirred Of A Night, And The Stars Are Calm And Bright; And I Know, Although I Am Only A Little Bird, One Large Serious Star Is Watching Me All The Night, For When The Dewy Leaves Are Waved By The Breeze, I See It Forever Smiling Down On Me. So I Cover My Head With My Wing, And Sleep In Peace, As Blessed As Ever A Little Bird Can Be; And The Silver Moonlight Falls Over Land And Sea And River, And The Nights Are Cool, And The Nights Are Still, And Summer Will Last Forever. I Think You Would Journey Many And Many A Day, Ere You So Contented And Blest A Bird Would See; Not All The Wealth Of The World Could Lure My Love Away, For My Brown Little Nest Is All The World To Me; And Care Not I If Brighter Bowers There Are Lying Close To The Sun - Where Tall Palms Pierce The Sky; Oh, You Would Journey A Weary Way And A Far, Ere You Would Behold A Bird So Blest As I; And Singing Close To My Side Is My Mate - My Kin - My Lover; Oh, The Days Are Long, And The Days Are Bright - And Summer Will Last Forever.