Butterflies danced on invisible strings
Showing wings they borrowed from a rainbow
And a blackbird on high sang a praise to the sky
While a light airplane sprayed the fields with a silvery rain

Furry back bees with a tireless drone
Never moaned they're happy to be working
And a grasshopper green could be heard but not seen
While a light airplane sprayed the fields with a silvery rain

Fly away Peter fly away Paul, before there's nothing left to fly at all
Take to the sky higher than high, before the silvery rain begins to fall

Nothing moves now but the swaying ripe corn
Not a dawn is greeted with a birdsong
There's a feather or two from a bird that once flew
Before a light airplane sprayed the fields with a silvery rain

Fly away Peter fly away Paul, before there's nothing left to fly at all
Take to the sky higher than high, before the silvery rain begins to fall