1.I am a honey-bee，Buzzing away The long summer day；Now in the lily’s cupDrinking my fill，Now where the roses bloom Under the hill.Gaily we fly，My fellows and I，Seeking the honeythe flowers supply.
2.No idle moments Have we through the day，No idle moments For sleep or for play.Summer is flying，And we must take care Food for the winterAt once to prepare.Bees in a hiveAre up and alive-Lazy folks never can prosper or thrive.
3.Awake，little children！
No harvest for those Who waste their best hoursIn lazy repose.
Come out-to the morning All bright things belong-And listen a whileTo the honey-bee‘s，song.Merrily singing，Busily winging，Back to the hive with the store we are bringing.