Текст песни
The winter is over
The springtime is near
It's seven in the morning
The sky's bright and clear
The hillside is sparkling
With diamonds of dew
The whole world is waking
And starting brand new
The songbirds are flying
The morning has sworn
To wake every blossom
On this quiet morn
The garden is growing
The shadows make room
To see all the daisies
And roses in bloom
God's in His heaven
All's right with the world
Yeah, all's right with the world
The sun is rising
The flags are unfurled
And all's right with the world
The old elm is budding
With new tiny leaves
The green grass is swaying
In the soft morning breeze
The birds in the orchard
Are singing their song
Right here in this moment
Where we both belong
When April is over
And May follows through
The swallows are building
Their nests brand new
Just look at the pear tree
So heavy and white
Reaching out over
The field in the light
God's in His heaven
All's right with the world
Yeah, all's right with the world
The sun is rising
The flags are unfurled
And all's right with the world
Morning's at seven
The year's at the spring
All's right, all's right
With the world