Follow, follow, follow ! 
Blackbird, thrush and swallow ; 
The air is soft, the sun is dancing through 
The dancing boughs; 
A little while me company along 
And I will go with you : 
Arouse, arouse ! 
Among the leaves I sing my pleasant song. 

Blackbird, thrush and swallow ! 
Indeed the visits that I pay are few. 
Then come to me as I have come to you : 
O follow, follow, follow ! 
Leave for a little time your nested boughs 
And me accompany along.
Join me while I am happy : 
Rouse, O rouse ! 
Among the leaves I sing my pleasant song. 

Sky, sky, 
On high, 
O gentle majesty ! 
Come all ye happy birds and follow, follow 
Under the slender interlacing boughs 
Blackbird, thrush and swallow ! 
No longer in the sunlight sit and drowse 
But me accompany along ; 
No longer be ye mute : 
Arouse, arouse ! 
Among the leaves I sing my pleasant song. 

Lift, lift, ye happy birds, 
Lift song and wing. 
And sing and fly, 
And fly again and sing 
Up to the very blueness of the sky 
Your happy words:
O follow, follow, follow !
Where I go racing through the shady ways, 
Blackbird, thrush and swallow, 
Shouting aloud our ecstasy of praise : 
Under the slender interlacing boughs 
Me company along. 
The sun is coming with us : 
Rouse, O rouse ! 
Among the leaves I sing my pleasant song.