I'm born on the last day of Spring
Which is really a marvelous thing
When you're born of the last
You're born of the past
And by your ear a fairy-bell rings.

Oh, I am a daughter of Spring;
So happy I think I could sing
When you know what I know
Of the sun and the snow
You have greater power than kings.

Yes, I have a knowledge of Spring
Like how to avoid a wasp's sting