Winter It Is Past Lyrics

Song	Winter It Is Past
Artist	Eddi Reader
Album	Eddi Reader Sings the Songs of Robert Burns
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	作词 : Traditional
	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.

	zuo ci : Traditional
	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.

	zuò cí : Traditional
	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.

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