The winter has loosened its hold on the hills The rain has passed from the vale The flowers awaken by old garden walls And the lark sings over the trail Arise, my love My beautiful one Come away Come away with me The willow is clothing its branches in spring The vines breathe sweet on the air The gulls from the cleft of the high heathered stone Are calling and waiting there Arise, my love My beautiful one Come away Come away with me Rise with the morning Run with the light Leave every shadow behind Spring is returning Warm on the hills Won't you come away with me Arise, my love My beautiful one Come away Come away with me Arise, my love My beautiful one Come away Come away with me Come away Come away with me
