A Light and Fair Wind's Blowing
Come, boy, and let us run
And soak up all this lovely sun.
Let no one dictate where we’re going,
For soft, a light and fair wind’s blowing.
The fields are gold and grand today.
They call with faerie voice and say,
“Children come, put down your sewing,
For soft, a light and fair wind’s blowing.”
Come, girl, and dance and sing,
And join our hands in merry ring.
For the world all her delights are showing,
And soft, a light and fair wind’s blowing.
The trees are tall and great with leaf.
Let us bind them up in kingly wreath.
The sky is bright, the flowers glowing
And soft, a light and fair wind’s blowing!
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