Standing on the bank of a river wide,
with my loved one here at my side,
we watch the swans go swimming by,
the swallows swoop down from the sky.
A summers day, a gentle breeze,
row boats glide with the greatest of ease.
The waters lap the banks so steep,
shallow at the sides, in the middle so deep.
The sun shines down and shadows makes,
across the fields I see some lakes.
On the other bank of a river wide,
we see some children go and hide.
In and out of a building old,
screams and shouts and being bold.
Climb up and down those trees so tall,
being very careful not to fall.
A church four times its bell does ring,
a skylark above begins to sing.
We turn to go and set a stride,
away from the bank of a river wide.