paroles de chanson I Had Not My Hat - Tom Rosenthal

As I went out to smell wild garlic
Fruits of winter come to be
Sparrow-hawk may be my vision
But I think of my love
Under pear trees

As I went out to smell wild garlic
Sounds of Cuckoos in my ears
Although sweet it was not my love
Who I have not seen
For what feels like years

I long to see
I long to see
I long to see

April fools us with it's showers
For which I could not foresee
It would have been a merry leaking
But I had not my hat with me

Then the sun burning so freely
On my tree of apples and pear
Spent my morning attending them
But I should have been with my love there

It would have been a merry leaking
But I had not my hat with me

It would have been a merry leaking
But I had not my hat with me

It would have been a merry leaking
But I had not my hat with me