When the blackbird in the spring, 'neath the willow tree
Sat and rocked, I heard him sing, singing Aura Lea!
Aura Lea!, Aura Lea!
Maid with golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee
And swallows in the air
In thy blush the rose was born, music when you spake.
In thine azure eye the morn sparkling, seemed to break.
Aura Lea!, Aura Lea!
Take my golden ring
Love and life return with thee
And swallows in the Spring
Aura Lea! The bird may flee, the willow's 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
When the mistletoe was green - midst the winter's snows
Sunshine in thy face was seen - kissing lips of rose
