April come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain;
May, she will stay,
Resting in my arms again
June, she´ll change her tune,
In restless walks she´ll prowl the night;
July, she will fly
And give no warning to her flight.
August, die she must,
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold;
September I´ll remember.
A love once new has now grown old.
This young thing has such a sweet pure voice. I have long loved this song; it ALWAYS reminds me of Joni and Chris and Leanne. Iriana (above) is so fresh and young...reminds me of how sincere and innocent we were in the days of sitting on the hill 'back the junior high' and floating around town in that brown Buick (?) Leanne drove for a while. Sweet memories.
5 comments:
i'm ashamed to say i didn't know that song. after that video , though, it's her song, not simon and garfunkel's....
~ann b.
The streams are definitely ripe and swelled with rain. Clearly it is April.
fun memories, the song definitely fits...:) the good ole days.
Beautiful voice. Thanks for sharing.
ann-- hold your head up, girl. did you go over to you tube and listen to the genius that is s & g's version? it is grand :)
just makes me smile!
Post a Comment