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!