A Spring Air 歌词

	作词 : Gladwin
	Spring is here, the days grow long,
	Skies are clear now Winter's gone
	And dreams of love approach reality.
	The once bare boughs of lilac trees
	Are haunted now by honey bees
	And all the world exudes vitality.
	Weather's fine, leaves are green
	Buds start blossoming, air feels clean
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love.
	Fresh green grass in bluebelled wood
	Adorns the ground where snow once stood
	And lark ascending sings on scented air.
	Such fragrance sweet are you my love,
	That voice unseats both lark and dove
	And beauty bold reposes in your stare.
	Weather's fine, leaves are green
	Buds start blossoming, air feels clean
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love.
	Let Cupid's bow unleash its darts
	To land the blows on Spring sweethearts,
	For in this season lovers choose their ways,
	So let us too succumb to love,
	We'll melt as do the clouds above
	When sun's illustrious rays condense the haze.
	Weather's fine, leaves are green
	Buds start blossoming, air feels clean
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love.

	zuo ci : Gladwin
	Spring is here, the days grow long,
	Skies are clear now Winter' s gone
	And dreams of love approach reality.
	The once bare boughs of lilac trees
	Are haunted now by honey bees
	And all the world exudes vitality.
	Weather' s fine, leaves are green
	Buds start blossoming, air feels clean
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love.
	Fresh green grass in bluebelled wood
	Adorns the ground where snow once stood
	And lark ascending sings on scented air.
	Such fragrance sweet are you my love,
	That voice unseats both lark and dove
	And beauty bold reposes in your stare.
	Weather' s fine, leaves are green
	Buds start blossoming, air feels clean
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love.
	Let Cupid' s bow unleash its darts
	To land the blows on Spring sweethearts,
	For in this season lovers choose their ways,
	So let us too succumb to love,
	We' ll melt as do the clouds above
	When sun' s illustrious rays condense the haze.
	Weather' s fine, leaves are green
	Buds start blossoming, air feels clean
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love.

	zuò cí : Gladwin
	Spring is here, the days grow long,
	Skies are clear now Winter' s gone
	And dreams of love approach reality.
	The once bare boughs of lilac trees
	Are haunted now by honey bees
	And all the world exudes vitality.
	Weather' s fine, leaves are green
	Buds start blossoming, air feels clean
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love.
	Fresh green grass in bluebelled wood
	Adorns the ground where snow once stood
	And lark ascending sings on scented air.
	Such fragrance sweet are you my love,
	That voice unseats both lark and dove
	And beauty bold reposes in your stare.
	Weather' s fine, leaves are green
	Buds start blossoming, air feels clean
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love.
	Let Cupid' s bow unleash its darts
	To land the blows on Spring sweethearts,
	For in this season lovers choose their ways,
	So let us too succumb to love,
	We' ll melt as do the clouds above
	When sun' s illustrious rays condense the haze.
	Weather' s fine, leaves are green
	Buds start blossoming, air feels clean
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love
	And young hearts' fancies turn to love.

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