April Come She Will — Simon And Garfunkel

April come she will When streams are ripe and swelled with rain; May, she will stay, Resting in my arms again

June, shell change her tune, In restless walks shell prowl the night; July, she will fly And give no warning to her flight.

August, die she must, The autumn winds blow chilly and cold; September Ill remember. A love once new has now grown old.