Is it where the flow'r of the orange blows,
And the fireflies dance thro' the myrtle boughs?

Is it where the flow'r of the orange blows,
And the fireflies dance thro' the myrtle boughs?

Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade
Glitter like a swarm of fireflies tangled read more

Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade
Glitter like a swarm of fireflies tangled in a silver braid.

Before, beside us, and above
The firefly lights his lamp of love.

Before, beside us, and above
The firefly lights his lamp of love.

The fireflies o'er the meadow
In pulses come and go.

The fireflies o'er the meadow
In pulses come and go.

And the fireflies, Wah-wah-taysee,
Waved their torches to mislead him.

And the fireflies, Wah-wah-taysee,
Waved their torches to mislead him.

Tiny Salmoneus of the air
His mimic bolts the firefly threw.

Tiny Salmoneus of the air
His mimic bolts the firefly threw.