The summer sun shines all around
the skylark rises and sings aloud
the oak and lime rise from above the ground
the blackbird sings a melody and hope is found
meadowsweet appears, toadflax and clover to
the swallows fly high, against a sky so blue
the sycamore dances, as itthe robin romances, making a beautiful sound
the swifts sing in the sunset sky
for we know they will leave when the time is nigh
so herefor itautumn and winter will follow on by
then spring and summer will again arrive
the seasons come and then they go
the mystery of which wefor summers the time for birds and flowers to show
that happiness costs nothing in the wild and open road
