April Come She Will lyrics

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.