In the blushing blossoms Of new spring, I blushed for love new-born; In sultry summer’s flushing heat With heated skin and mellow eyes I watched my love grow in size; In autumn when ruby leaves were blown Onto the dry and hardening ground I lowered my eyes down; In the whistling winds Of winter’s wasteland, I let my thoughts grow dim; But now spring has come, my friend, And I’m due to start again!