O streamlet, swiftly flowing
Down through the cornfields going
Stay thy course with me
Stay thy course with me
For us the skylarks sing
For us awakes the Spring;
There's time to spare, the earth is fair
Why hurry to the sea?

The sky is bright above thee
Silv'ry branches love thee
Bending to the reeds;
Bending with the reeds;
No mill with busy wheel
Or ship with ploughing keel
With sad unrest disturbs thy breast
Amid the flow'ry meads

O streamlet, swiftly flowing
Stay thy course with me
There's time to spare, the earth is fair
Why hurry to the sеa?