The snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
And the corn it ripens fastest when the frosts are settling in
And when the young man tells me that my face he'll soon forget
Before we part I'll wage a crown, he's fain to follow yet
And the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
The swallow flies without a thought as long as it is spring
But when spring goes and winter blows my love then you'll be free
For all your pride to follow me across the raging main
And the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
And the bee that flew when summer shone in winter cannot sting
And I've seen a young man's anger melt between the night and morn
So it's surely not a harder thing to melt a young man's scorn
So don't you bid me farewell here, no farewell I receive,
For you will lie with me my love then kiss and take your leave
And I'll wait here 'til the moorcock calls and the Martin takes the wind
For the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
