Aura Lea |
When the blackbird in the spring, On the willow tree, Sat and rocked, I heard him sing, Singing Aura Lea Aura Lea, Aura Lea, Maid of golden hair; Sunshine came along with thee, And swallows in the air. Chorus: Aura Lea, Aura Lea, Maid of golden hair; Sunshine came along with thee, And swallows in the air.
2. In thy blush the rose was born, |
3. Aura Lea! The bird may flee, The willows golden hair Swing through winter fitfully, On the stormy air. Yet if thy blue eyes I see, Gloom will soon depart; For to me, sweet Aura Lea Is sunshine through the heart. Chorus
4. When the mistletoe was green, |