I wake! I feel the day is near;I hear the red cock crowing!He cries "'Tis dawn!" How sweet and clearHis cheerful call comes to my ear,While light is slowly growing.
The white snow gathers, flake on flake;I hear the red cock crowing!Is anybody else awakeTo see the winter morning break,While thick and fast 't is snowing?
I think the world is all asleep;I hear the red cock crowing!Out of the frosty pane I peep;The drifts are piled so wide and deep,And wild the wind is blowing!
Nothing I see has shape or form;I hear the red cock crowing!But that dear voice comes through the stormTo greet me in my nest so warm,As if the sky were glowing!
A happy little child, I lieAnd hear the red cock crowing.The day is dark. I wonder whyHis voice rings out so brave and high,With gladness overflowing.
