Spring(在线收听) |
Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king(1); Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting(2), the pretty birds do sing(3), Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!(4) Lambs frisk' and play, the shepherds pipe all day, And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay,(7) Cuckoo, jug-jug' pu,we, to-witta-woo ! Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit(8), In every street these tunes bur ears do greet(9), Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! Spring! The sweet Spring! |
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