Birdsong flung into fond recall

A dry-stone wall,

A dry-stone wall.

Fleecy clouds on this May-time day

Don’t fade away,

Don’t fade away.

Daffodils lean into a wind of change

Begin again,

Begin again.

Pale-blue eyes on a snow drop face

Seen-through lace,

Seen-through lace.

A grassy bank to invest my time

No bells' chime,

No bells' chime.