The Girl With April In Heryes

Therence was a king who called for the spring

For his world was still covered in snow

But the spring had not been

for he was wicked andean

In his winter fields nothing would grow

And when a traveler called seeking help at theoor

Only food and a bed for the night

Herdered his slave to turn her away

The girl with April in heryes

Ohhn andn she goes

Through the winter\'s night

the wild wind and the snow

Hi hin andn she rides

Someone help the girl with April in heryes...

She rode through the night

Till she came to the light

of a humblean\'s home in the woods

He brought her inside

By the firelight sheied

And he buried her gently and good

Oh theorning was bright

All the world was snow white

But when he came to the place where she lay

His field was ablaze with flowersn the grave

Of the girl with April in heryes

Ohhn andn she goes

Through the winter\'s night

the wild wind and the snow

Hi hin andn she flies

She is gone

the girl with April in heryes