Pleasant as May

The midsummer sun shines but dim

The fields try in vain to look gay

But when I was happy with him

December was pleasant as May

There once was a time he and I

Picked flowers to braid in my hair

And the songbirds would sing a sweet song

Of love that was tender and fair

No difference did seasons make when

Our love was as warm as the sun

And it mattered not whether the snow

Or the green grass kissed the fields where we'd run

Now the midsummer sun shines but dim

The fields try in vain to look gay

But when I was happy with him

December was pleasant as May

Sweet flowers, sweet birds and sweet songs

Have now lost their sweetness to me

Forever my darling is gone

And forever heartbroken are we

Now the midsummer sun shines but dim

The fields try in vain to look gay

But when I was happy with him

December was pleasant as May

The midsummer sun shines but dim