There to the sweet wild grass
And by verdant palm trees
Let's bend our steps for the last
Or by turbulent brown streams
Let's discuss our future hopes and dreams.
For the birds sing and the bees drone
And O, the fateful hour of Parting.
Do you remember that Sunday
That warm afternoon
In the enchanting month of May
When with a smile on your lips
And your crystal eyes searching mine
You pledged you'd be forever mine?
Now the birds sing and the bees drone
And O, the fateful hour of Parting.
Weep not, Amina
For Fate does true friends sever
And leaves them Hope
Their greatest friend forever
But time brings Age, ruler of Earthly Glories.
Time makes us old and leaves us memories.
Now the birds sing and the bees drone
And O, the fateful hour of Parting.
By yon grey clouds
Birds teach their young to fly
Helplessly hovering under Heaven
Until they leave the sky
But back to Earth like mortals they must part
Each on its own true bearing its little Life to start.
Now the birds sing and the bees drone
And O, the fateful hour of Parting.
You have determined
To set out for your people once more
Can I stop angry waves
From beating ashore?
Much as I need you now, they need you too.
Loyal must you be to them and true.
For the birds sing and the bees drone
And O, the fateful hour of Parting.
Caught in Love's tender trap
Did I mistakenly believe
That our future is without mishap?
Now we're doomed and I cannot retrieve.
I ask for nought but a relic from you
In the years to treasure, and our pledge to renew.
Now the birds sing and the bees drone
And O, the fateful hour of Parting.