When almond blossoms fall

A. Woodforde-Finden

When almond-blossoms fall

By the creamy garden wall,

And the cherry-blooms float down like flakes of snow,

There's a road I always take,

When the day begins to break-

'Tis the road that leads along to Tokio!

Ah! the wonder of it all

When the almond-blossoms fall-

'Tis the road that leads to little, dear Yo San.

In the shining morns of Spring

How my heart begins to sing,

As I tread the dearest road in all Japan!