My Little Lark

Sooner or later

I will see you or something

When we talked in the night

To the sound of the broken swingIn the beginning

Stars I would fancy

And we'd walk in the night

To the sound of the surf crashingFurther and further

Are you growing now?

Further and further

Is this walkFurther and further

Are you growing now?

My little larkOh, to my sweet one

In the days of the long run

In the fall looking among

The fields of green and blue

Where did you fly to, little blue?Sooner or later, I'll be seeing you

In all the markings on the wall

Sooner or later, will you come to me?

Going to tend the body of a willow tree

Love again, little lark, love again