Yes, the sidewalk soon will launch you
into Brooklyn, through the air.
And they will give a cheer, I am sure,
when you are coming near
to the ground.
Oh, early in the morning,
when you fly away,
early in the morning,
when you fly away.
Beautiful life, full of grieving,
so will sing the Russian choir,
they will sing in the square
as you come down through the Brooklyn air
to the ground.
Oh, early in the morning,
when you fly away,
early in the morning,
when you fly away.