Oh she will bring the bugs in the spring
And laugh among the flowers
In summer's heat, her kisses are sweet
She sings in leafy bowers
She cuts the cane and gathers the grain
When the fruits of fall surround her
Her bugs grow old in wintery cold
She wraps her cloak around her
(Repeat several times)
And laugh among the flowers
In summer's heat, her kisses are sweet
She sings in leafy bowers
She cuts the cane and gathers the grain
When the fruits of fall surround her
Her bugs grow old in wintery cold
She wraps her cloak around her
(Repeat several times)