O Spring I had forgotten your beauty,
your subtle sounds and renewed scents.
O Spring I had forgotten your beauty.
New sights among the day's events;
the first robin, fresh mud under feet,
your subtle sounds and scents.
Outside the window brown birds tweet,
announcing a warm wind blowing;
the first robin, fresh mud under feet.
It seems all nature has taken wing
on such a wondrous April day,
announcing a warm wind blowing.
Cold December days are far away
as I contemplate sun and flowers
on such a wondrous April day.
I long to drink your freshness for hours.
O Spring I had forgotten your beauty,
as I contemplate sun and flowers.
O Spring I had forgotten your beauty.
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