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Can you hear the birds singing,

Singing such a happy song

On the chilly air they are flinging

Notes to say that winter’s gone

Or at least, to say he is going

And that gentle spring is near,

Over the fields her soft dress flowing,

Coming, coming swiftly here.

Coming with the little snowdrops

Aconites and daisies sweet

Crocuses and daffodils and blue forget-me-nots

Around the feet