Song parody of
A Spring Air
by Amazing Blondel
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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 it's 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
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 it's 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
