[00:05.16][00:14.16]The ash grove, how graceful, how plainly it is speaking,[00:20.59]The harp through it playing has language for me.[00:27.46]Whenever the light through its branches is breaking,[00:34.71]A host of kind faces is gazing on me.[00:40.86][00:41.86]The friends of my childhood again are before me,[00:48.48]Each step wakes a memory as freely I roam.[00:55.64]With soft whispers laden the leaves rustle o’er me,[01:02.47]The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home.[01:19.93][01:20.93]Down yonder green meadow where streamlets meander,[01:28.94]When twilight is fading I pensively rove.[01:35.98]Or in the bright noontide in solitude wander,[01:42.87]Amid the dark shades of the lonely ash grove.[01:49.32][01:50.32]'Twas there, while the blackbird was cheerfully singing,[01:57.38]I first met my dear one, the joy of my heart.[02:04.79]Around us for gladness the bluebells were ringing,[02:11.20]Ah! then little thought I how soon we should part.[02:29.09][02:30.09]My lips smile no more my heart loses its lightness,[02:39.15]No dream of the future my spirit can cheer.[02:46.68]I only can brood on the past and its brightness,[02:54.45]The dear ones I long for again gather here.[03:01.10][03:02.10]From every dark nook they press forward to meet me,[03:09.21]I lift up my eyes to the broad leafy dome.[03:19.90]And others are there, looking downward to greet me,[03:29.25]The ash grove, the ash grove, again is my home.[03:45.00][03:49.00]The ash grove is my home.