[Intro] [Verse 1] I see the flowers growing. I wonder how they are. Forget-me-not is knowing, since it looks like a star. [Verse 2] I pick it, there together with windflower and straw. No upper and no nether, for flower, that is law. [Instrumental refrain] [Verse 3] I know the flowers many to mind seem to be treat. I know the flower any is dangerous to eat. [Verse 4] The nestle is like lousy. It fits not hand of mine. The bluebell is like cosy, the coltsfoot is like fine. [Instrumental refrain]
