She walks through, the meadow / flowing seeds, of flowers,
That plant new, young flowers / drifting on, wayward.
Come to, the meadow green / where the long, river flows long,
Swim along, the river of / the valley, of flowers.
Can you give, me a music / box sing song, that sings long?
Where once was, a flower / that could sing, sing along.
Shepard fed, her young lambs / showed them, her care,
With the wind, hard blowing / her long blond, flowing hair.
She has the, care at heart / that gives one, a soft touch.
That she treats, them well and / sings along, to the wind:
'Oh the precious lamb, your grace. Your love.
Sings a song, a melody / that gives a, unwinding doze.
A rabbit hops, she picks them up / their fur soft,
Rabbit jiggles, it's nose.
Come to the, valley where / the Shepard, sings along.
Come to the, valley where / the Shepard, sings along.
Walk through, the meadow / flowing seeds, of flowers.
