We set our sails and the sorrows pa**ed us by like cherry-trees with their blossoms all floating through the air We made a wish while the angels boogalooed around the trees with the blossoms encircling their hair My first kiss - joy and bliss Yes, we should Touch the flame - Is it sane? Yes, we should We set our sails and the shadows stuck ashore like wooden piers But the blossoms were floating through the air We kissed the lake while the angels waved and cheered And so it seemed that the blossoms made garlands in their hair Oh, my baby - two makes three Yes, we should Is it true? - Is it me you woo? Yes, we should Yes, we should, should Oh, tickle, little, tickle, little, tickle, little sire Hottentotts and motmots will guide 'ya to the dragon and his sapphires Oh, tickle, little, tickle, little, tickle, little winner All of us have been a champion swimmer 5, 6, 7 ate 9 for dinner Oh, my baby - two makes three Yes, we should Is it true? - Is it me you woo? Yes, we should Yes, we should, should Into the air... And the blossoms were floating through the air