Moderato legato. 1. While it patters, while it pours, Little folks are kept indoors: Little birds sing through the rain, “Dreaming flowers, awake again! From the damp mould lift your bloom; Scent the earth with rich perfume.” 2. See the flow’rets, one and all, Answer to the cheery call; Crocuses begin to thrill, Violets thicken on the hill, And the fields look sparkling bright, With the clover, red and white. 3. When it patters, when it pours, Little folks are kept in-doors, Looking through the window pane, Covered o’er by drops of rain; While its tinkling sound repeats, “Blossoms crown the earth with sweets.” Bird Deer |
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