Текст песни
The winter's gone, the hearth is cold
No more stories to be told
Of bitter winds and skies of grey
We've packed the heavy wool away
But listen close, the river thaws
The world awakes and breaks the laws
Of silence that the winter keeps
While all the forest wakes and leaps
Oh, come and dance upon the green
The finest sight you've ever seen
The Maypole ribbons, red and gold
A brand new story to unfold
So stomp your feet and clap your hands
Across these newly wakened lands
The baker leaves his morning bread
The blacksmith puts his tools to bed
The weaver with her finest thread
A crown of flowers on her head
And you can hear the joyful sounds
From all the villages and towns
The world is turning green and new
For me and you, and all the crew
Oh, come and dance upon the green
The finest sight you've ever seen
The Maypole ribbons, red and gold
A brand new story to unfold
So stomp your feet and clap your hands
Across these newly wakened lands
From north to south, from east to west
We've put our weary hearts to rest
This single day is all we need
To follow where the rhythms lead
Oh, come and dance upon the green
The finest sight you've ever seen
The Maypole ribbons, red and gold
A brand new story to unfold
So stomp your feet and clap your hands
Across these newly wakened lands
Oh, come and dance upon the green