I love you 

Hums the April breeze. 

I love you 

Echo the hills. 

I love you 

The golden dawn agrees 

As once more she sees 

Daffodils. 

It's spring again 

And birds on the wing again 

Start to sing again 

The old melody. 

I love you, 

That's the song of songs 

And it all belongs 

To you and me. 



It's spring again 

And birds on the wing again 

Start to sing again 

The old melody. 

I love you, 

That's the song of songs 

And it all belongs 

To you and me.