THE LULLABY OF SPRINGDonovanRain has showered far her dripSplash and trickle running,Plant has flowered in the sandShell and pebble sunning.So begins another spring,Green leaves and of berries,Chiff-chaff eggs are painted byMother bird eating cherries.In the misty tangled skyFast a wind is blowing,In the new-born rabbit's heartRiver life is flowing.So begins another spring,Green leaves and of berries,Chiff-chaff eggs are painted byMother bird eating cherries.>From the dark and wetted soil,Petals are unfolding.>From the stony village kirk,Easter bells of old ring.So begins another spring,Green leaves and of berries,Chiff-chaff eggs are painted byMother bird eating cherries.Rain has showered far her dripSplash and trickle running,Plant has flowered in the sandShell and pebble sunning.So begins another spring,Green leaves and of berries,Chiff-chaff eggs are painted byMother bird eating cherries.Transcribed by Stephen Sandersteve_sander@cacdsp.com----------------------------------Stephen
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