1.
Jannet, Jannet, my meek-eyed pet,
The birds are on the wing,
The flow'rs spread out their perfumed leaves
Upon the lap of Spring.
And all around from vale to hill,
Is deck'd in garments gay;
For every breeze that comes and goes,
Sings happy songs of May.

REFRAIN
Then seek the fields, my laughing pet,
And gather flow'rs so gay;
There's not a bird but sings­­
Jannet, come, come to the fields and play.

2.
Jannet, Jannet, on mountain top
The golden sunbeams play;
They drink up every drop of dew
And drive the mist away.
So ever may it be with you
When sorrow's cloud appears,
The sun of life and joy will shine
And dry up all your tears.

REFRAIN
Then seek the fields, my laughing pet,
And gather flow'rs so gay;
There's not a bird but sings­­
Jannet, come, come to the fields and play.

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