From Spring Days to Winter歌词

In the glad spring when leaves were green,
O merrily the throstle sings!
I sought,amid the tangled sheen,
love whom mine eyes had never seen,
O the glad dove,the glad dove,the glad dove has golden wings!
Between the blossoms red and white,
O merrily the throstle sings!
My love first came into my sight,
O perfect vision of delight,
O the glad dove,the glad dove,the glad dove has golden wings!
But now with snow the tree is grey
Ah,sadly now the throstle sings!
My love is dead:ah!well-a-day,
See at her silent feet I lay
A dove with broken wings!
Ah,love! Ah,love! Ah,love! Ah,love! Ah,love! that thou wert slain—
Fond dove,fond dove,fond dove,fond dove,fond dove return again.
In the glad spring when leaves were green,
O merrily the throstle sings!
I sought,amid the tangled sheen,
love whom mine eyes had never seen,
O the glad dove,the glad dove,the glad dove has golden wings!