The Winter It Is Past
The Winter It Is Past
For the winter it is passed
And the summer’s come at last
And the small birds sing on ev'ry green tree
Their little hearts are glad
But mine is ever sad
Since my true love is parted from me
For the rose among the brier
By the water’s running clear
Brings joy to the linnet and the bee
Their little hearts are blessed
But mine can know no rest
Since my true love is far away from me
My love is like the sun
In the firmament does run
Forever constant and true
But his is like the moon
That wanders up and down
And ev'ry month it is new
All you who are in love
And cannot it remove
I pity the pain that you endure
For experience lets me know
That your hearts are full of woe
And a woe that no mortal can cure
- Artist:Archie Fisher
- Album:Windward Away
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