Snow abates, the frost retreating
Winter time now seems so fleeting
Birds return, with young lambs bleating
Now Spring is on its way
The sun, it climbs to heights of old
Days get longer, nights less cold
Evening shadows laced with gold
Now Spring is on its way
Sap is rising, trees awake
Fish are spawning in the lake
Salmon, herring cod and hake
Now Spring is on its way
Bluebells, crocus, daises growing
Farmers ploughing, busy sowing
The Western wind is set for blowing
Now Spring is on its way
Stars appear and twinkle bright
Oceans glisten in the night
Ebb and flow with all their might
Now spring is on its way
Romance blooms and grows on high
Couples kiss and touch the sky
Praying love won’t pass them by
Now Spring is on its way
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