Cynthia Hopkins – A Singing Nightingale Alights In The Hills lyrics

there is a time when in the hills the snow begins to melt
and swollen mountain streams begin to flow
and soughing pines sway in the breeze
and mists moving over hills and fields
and clouds of cherry trees in bloom
all heave a sigh of joy
because they know it’s time
for the nightingale to sing again