The dawn has come

And the wine will run

And the song must be sung

And the flowers are melting

In the sun.

I feel I want to be up on the roof

I feel I gotta get up on the roof

Up, up on the roof

Up, up on the roof.

Oh the dawn has come

And the song must be sung

And the flowers are melting

What kind of language is this?

What kind of language is this?

I can't hear a word you're saying

Tell me what you are singing

In the sun.

All of the birds are laughing

All of the birds are laughing

Come on let's all join in

Come on let's all join in.

I want to be up on the roof

I've gotta be up on the roof

Up, up high on the roof

Up, up on the roof

In the sun.