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OVER the land is April, / Over my heart a rose; / Over the high, brown mountain / The sound of singing goes.
Say, love, do you hear me, / Hear my sonnets ring? / Over the high, brown mountain, / Love, do you hear me sing?
By highway, love, and byway / The snows succeed the rose.
Over the high, brown mountain / The wind of winter blows.
Say, love, do you hear me, / Hear my sonnets ring? / Over the high, brown mountain / I sound the song of spring, / I throw the flowers of spring.
Do you hear the song of spring? / Hear you the songs of spring?