They Will Sing Again


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The clouds will come,

The roses fade,

The light turn dark,

The bright to shade,

But then the snow

Will melt away

And they will sing again.


We will cough,

And we will groan,

Biting fingernails

At home,

Till we find

We’re not alone

And we will sing again.


I’ll bundle up

And learn the ropes,

Do everything

To not lose hope

Come summer I’ll

No longer mope

And I will sing again.