Whilst flying through an azure cloud A crystal girl I’d spy She kissed the blue bird’s honey tongue And stuttered as she sighed I wish to sing the chicken song Ching-a-ling song is fine I’d give my jewels and caviar To make this daydream mine
While stepping through a heaven’s eye Two lover souls we spied They wished the cloud boys sang to me A cheerful happy cry We love to play our love-strong hearts No better do we know No gifts of money do we give For love is all we own