I shot an arrow into the air
It fell to earth I knew not where
So swiftly it flew the sight
Could not follow it in its flight
Into the air
Into the air
Into the air
I breathed a song into the air
It fell to earth I knew not where
For who has the sight so keen and strong
Who can follow the flight of a song
The flight of a song
Long long afterward in an oak
I found the arrow still unbroke
And the song from beginning to the end
I found again
In the heart of a friend