Summer time,
the sun is high.
The earth is warm beneath the sky.
The young birds try their wings.
They're flying on their way.
Now they're flying on their way
School day's done,
it's time for play
Time to put your books away
It's time to say good -bye
We're flying on our way
Now we're flying on our way
The nest is cold, the young bird's gone
Dove and eagle, lark and swan
In two northern lands
each one is flying on its way.
Now they're flying on their
way.
Harvest time has come again.
Young boys change into
young men.
Impatient, then,
they must be flying on their way
Must be flying on their way
Summertime and winter sky
Storm and rain and winds are high
The young birds die,
their wings are broken, gone away.
Wings are broken, gone away.
Time of promise, time of dreams,
School boys, hopes,
and children's schemes
have vanished now
The dream is ended, gone away
The dream is ended, gone away
Goodbye, Eagle, Lark and Swan
Goodbye, Jimmy, Frank and John
The song is done, your journey ended,
gone away
Journey ended, gone away