'Tis the air of hope...

Upon the fields we see blooming springs of flower,
Winds blow and there's an air of change in weather,
Awake O seedlings, awake from your slumber,
Tis the air of hope and the wait is now over.

The rain has gone on for far too long,
Drenched and gloomy the tune of this song,
Did i see the sun, is it just me, or was I wrong?
The rays of light that shines out so strong?



Arise and shine O glorious beam,
Disillusioned much, or so that it seem,
Overjoyed am I to see that gleam,
The colours of Spring awake from my dream.

So thence we march unafraid and brave,
To break the storm and bring what we saved,
Sprinkles of water was all that they gave,
As if keeping all treasures hidden in a cave.

Enough said, we sang, and called the dew of Spring,
The colours a flutter in the songs that we bring,
Convinced, emboldened bells toll and ring,
The one who was lost, could now become king.