Spring comes hither
Buds the rose;
Roses wither
Sweet spring goes
Ojalà, would she carry me!

Summer soars --
Wide-winged day
White light pours
Flies away
Ojalà, would he carry me!

Soft winds blow
Westward borne
Onward go
Towards the morn
Ojalà, would they carry me!

Sweet birds sing
O'er the graves
Then take wing
O'er the waves
Ojalà, would they carry me!