The green grass is growing,
And a fresh breeze is blowing,
And a red robin’s learning to fly, oh!
There’s a bush and a pond,
And what is beyond?
Nothing but bright blue sky, oh!
Two little boys with flying hair,
Where summer winds are blowing.
The green grass is growing,
And a fresh breeze is blowing,
And a red robin’s learning to fly, oh!
There’s a bush and a pond,
And what is beyond?
Nothing but bright blue sky, oh!
Two little boys with flying hair,
Where summer winds are blowing.