To My Sister letra

It's the first mild day of March:
Each minute sweeter than before
The redbreast sings from the tall larch
That stands beside our door.

There is a blessing in the air,
Which seems a sense of joy to yield
To the bare trees, and mountains bare,
And grass in the green field.

O my sister, 'tis a wish of mine
Now that our morning meal is done,
Make haste, your morning task resign;
Come forth and feel the sun.

Caprice (Rússia) - Letras

• A Red, Red Rose
• Autumn
• Enter Laoris
• Green Are the Rashes
• I Saw You Weep
• Juliet's Beauty
• Nothing Will Die
• Once Kings
• Summer
• The Dole of the King's Daughter
• The Faerie Chime
• The Green Bowl
• To My Sister
• Twilight
• Winter