Breezes in April
Breezes in April
She was young and so lovely like breezes in April
And warm as the welcome Spring sun
She walked as if flowing through mists in the meadows
I blinked and my poor heart was gone
Her rich hair was shining like dawn on the water
I thrilled as she told me Hello
With a voice like a skylark ascending at daybreak
Wherever she leads I will go
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