Here comes the soft breeze and the running streams

Listen to the giggle of the teaze like shining beams 

Its in the breath of exitement

Its in the sting like of a ray 

The forest spirit comes floating

while the boatraft know its something 

Its all a bending   Its all a thing 

Like  a slow popping wildfire

The morning dew makes the growth

Oh

Spring is fast

Oh

spring is slow

never let it go