Alone at home I wondered, I knew the day was mine,
"Just go around a-wandering, and return in time to dine."
Out of the house I stepped, out I went for a stroll,
Through the woods and the country, upto the waterhole.

The cascade crashed upon the rocks, sending off a pearl white spray,
Wetting me sometimes, sometimes the oak tree grey.
For two hours I sat there, and then another hour,
Before I set off again, towards the meadows afar.

The breeze was humming a tune, the air was a perfumed cloak
Which the lush green meadows wore. The birds and animals spoke
To me, and me to them, and they shared my lunch too.
I slept and then arose, but alas! It was time for 'Adieu'.

Back on my way I started, and retraced my own path,
And met my friend the oak tree, which was enjoying its long bath.
Walking back home I wondered, the day indeed was mine -
And I returned home from my wandering, just in time to dine.

Alone at home I wondered, I knew the day was mine,
I thought I'd go a-wandering, and return in time to dine.
Out of the house I stepped, and off I went for a stroll,
Through the woods and the country, upto the waterhole.

The cascade crashed upon the rocks, sending off a pearl white spray,
Wetting me sometimes, sometimes the oak tree grey.
For two long hours I sat there, and then a longer hour,
Before my feet got working again, to reach the meadows afar.

The breeze was humming some tune unknown; the air was a perfumed cloak
Which the lush green meadows wore. The birds so seemingly spoke
To me, and me to them, and they shared my lunch too.
I slept and then awoke, to see the sky a darker blue.

So back on my way I started, and retraced my own path,
To see my friend the oak tree, still enjoying its endless bath.
Walking back home I wondered, the day indeed was mine -
And I returned home from my wandering, just in time to dine.