Офигенная песня. Мне нравится - слошные не! Но все-таки.)))))
No April rain,
no flowers' bloom,
No wedding Saturday
within the month of June.
But what it is is something true
Made up of these three words
that I must say to you.
No summer's high, no warm July,
No harvest moon to light
one tender August night,
No autumn breeze, no falling
leaves,
Not even time for birds to fly to southern
skies.
No Libra sun,
no Halloween,
No giving thanks for
all the Christmas joy you bring,
But what it is,
tho' old, so new,
To fill your heart like no three words
could ever do.