| lyric | Summer is acoming in,
loudly sing cuckoo,
groweth seed and bloweth weed
and shooletz wood a new.
Sing cuckoo! Cow is bleating
for the calf and for the lampthe ewe.
Bucks are leaping over creeping,
gaily sing cuckoo! Sing cuckoo!
Well maist thou sing, for thy si ever new!
Sing cuckoo, now, sing cuckoo! |