Beyond the sea, beyond the sea, My heart is gone, far, far from me; And ever on its track will flee My thoughts, my dreams, beyond the sea. Beyond the sea, beyond the sea, The swallow wanders fast and free: Oh, happy bird! were I like thee, I, too, would fly beyond the sea. Beyond the sea, beyond the sea, Are kindly hearts and social glee: But here for me they may not be; My heart is gone beyond the sea.