Song #54

The Cuckoo

1)
How sweetly in the forest wonders
And in the shadows cool
Where the thrushes warble
And the Cuckoo calls
"Ku-ku, ku-ku"
And from the pine branches
"Ku-ku, ku-ku"
Rings out his song so clear

2)
No other form of music
Has the cuckoo sung
This only is his sounding
So clearly and so loud
"Ku-ku, ku-ku" with this his call
"Ku-ku, ku-ku" the cuckoo praises God

3)
And when the bright sun
Rises in the forest
With song the cuckoo greets her
From the birches' top "Ku-ku"
In the bright sunshine "Ku-ku"
Rings out his song so clear

4)
And when the evening comes
And the sun goes down
Upon his branch he slumbers
In sweet peace "Ku-ku"
From his forest branch "Ku-ku"
His evening prayer is sung