Lyrics

On a fine summer morning The bird on the wing Is singing his heart out As though it were spring The whole pretty scene Is a patchwork of green On a fine summer morning On a fine summer morning The day will be long The air full of blossom The tree full of song Out of the skylight No glimpse of the twilight On a fine summer morning There's a new day a-dawning A new lease of life The rose has no thorn The wind, no knife Pause to remember The dark of Decеmber On a fine summer morning