April Come she will
In April, she will be back
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain
When the stream matures and is swollen by the rain
May, she will stay
May she will stay
Resting in my arms again
Rest in my arms again
August, die she must
In August, she died suddenly
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold;
blowing the cold autumn wind
September I'll remember
September I will remember
A love once new has now grown old
That old love that was once young.