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SONG OF THE FLOWER-SPIRITS
Winter's over and Summer's here:
Dance over the fairy ring!
Winter's over and Summer's here,
And the gay birds sing!
Dance over the fairy ring!
Winter's over and Summer's here,
And the gay birds sing!
Roses flourish and roses fall:
Dance over the fairy ring!
Lilies are white and lupins tall,
And the gay birds sing!
Dance over the fairy ring!
Lilies are white and lupins tall,
And the gay birds sing!
What shall we do when Summer's dead?
Wind over the fairy ring!
Then you must sleep in Winter's bed,
And no birds sing!
Wind over the fairy ring!
Then you must sleep in Winter's bed,
And no birds sing!
What shall we do when Winter's done?
Wind over the fairy ring?
Then you must wake and greet the sun,
And the gay birds sing!
Wind over the fairy ring?
Then you must wake and greet the sun,
And the gay birds sing!
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Winter's over and Summer's here:
Dance over the fairy ring!
Now comes in the sweet o' the year,
And the gay birds sing!
Dance over the fairy ring!
Now comes in the sweet o' the year,
And the gay birds sing!
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