Voices Sing In Spring

Sing voices sweetly sing
sweet voices sing.
for all the earth is listening,
to voices sing in spring.
Nature dresses in a fresh new gown,
with colors of a rainbow crown,
sweet voices sing

Mother nature is nurturing the Earth
covering Her with a blanket of green.
while a nightingale sings a melodious song on top of a cassurine
Sweet voices sing

The sun bird sings and the wind god blows,
and the mighty sea lashes its wave ashore.
A song of music together they play,
like a choir of harmony, high and low.
Sweet voices sing
Its spring, its spring, its spring

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