This is a day for singing songs
Julius Otto Grimm
This is a day for singing songs -
the quail in the grainfield trills,
the lark rejoicing jubilates
all over verdant bright green hedge,
the hunter blows his horn.
Dame Nightingale calls sweetest sounds
through leaves a whisper goes,
the echo answers in return,
it rings and sings all ev'rywhere
this is a song of spring.