If on a sunny summer’s day
I walked along a rambling way
Through trees and fields of new mown hay
What profit would it bring me?
Or if in autumn I did ride
Upon a boat washed by the tide
To find a place where I could hide
What pleasure would it give me?
Perhaps in winter I could run
And slide with children having fun
Or throw a snowball at someone
What lessons would it teach me?
If in the spring I watched the trees
Or saw the way a sparrow sees
The spiders and the humming bees
What happiness would greet me?
In summer, autumn, winter, spring
Whatever weather they would bring
If I could give to you a ring
What wond’rous love would fill me.