Ella Fitzgerald - Spring Will Be A Little Late This Year - Текст песни

Spring will be a little late this year
A little late arriving in my lonely world over here
For you have left me and where is our April [Incomprehensible] old?
You have left me and winter continues cold

As if to say spring will be a little slow to start
A little slow reviving that music it made in my heart
Yes, time heals all things so I needn't cling to this fear
It's merely that spring will be a little late this year

Spring will be a little late this year
A little slow reviving that music it made in my heart
Yes, time heals all things so I needn't cling to this fear
It's merely that spring will be a little late, a little late this year