Текст песни The May Queen: Spring in Bloom - Deborah Stokol

Meet me 'neath the Hawthorn tree
So I may sing to thee
I'll fasten golden chain
Around your neck
Like weeping cherry

Meet me 'neath the Rowan tree
So I may speak to thee
Bring Siberian squill; I'll dance my quill
And I will whisper for free
No ink I'll spill; I'll twirl my quill
And I will write to thee

Lay me in fields of marigold
And crown me your May Queen
Good morning glory, morning glory!
I will be your queen!
Good morning glory, morning glory!
I will be your queen!

Whirl around the may pole
Hang the streamers bright
Leap over the fires
Build the flames so high!

Ride your red horse chestnut
To my Hyperion grove
Now dogwood thrill
Since I once filled my days with daffodils

Cut me a sprig of cool, green mint, and I will be your queen
Cut me a spring of lavender, and I will be your queen

Meet me beneath the Rowan tree
Meet me beneath the Hawthorn

Fox gloves
Wild Thyme
Lavender
Honeysuckle
Maiden Hair
Baby's breath
Buttercups

Seven flowers
For Seven nights
My True love will come to me!

Lay me in fields of Lavender
And crown me your May Queen
Lay me in fields in Marigold
And crown me your May Queen!