Winter It Is Past - Eddi Reader

The winter it is past, and the summer comes at last

And the small birds are singing in the trees

Now everything is glad, oh but I am very sad

For my true love is parted from me

The rose upon the briar by the water running clear

May have charms for the linnet and the bee

Their little loves are blest, ah their little hearts at rest

But my true love is parted from me

And all you who are in love, and cannot it remove

I pity all the pains that you endure

For experience lets me know that your hearts are full of woe

It’s a woe that no mortal can cure

My love is like the sun and the firmament does run

Forever is constant and true

But his is like the moon, it wanders up and doon

And is every month changing anew

The winter it is past, and the summer comes at last

And the small birds are singing in the trees

Their little loves are blest, ah their little hearts at rest

But my true love is parted away from me

My true love is far away from me