Rhythm: 
Doom bong, doom doom bong, doom doom bong, doom bong

Chorus:
Feel the wind, her chill begins to thin,
her warm breath caresses the air
Singing through the tall grass, I can feel her wandering,
through the meadow of my heart
 
Bridge (near the end/option for a 2 part round):
Frozen lakes are melting, welcome the snow drops as they rise
Frozen lakes are melting, welcome the snow drops as they rise
Irises opening, hearts are hoping, the birds are singin to you
Irises opening, hearts are hoping, the birds are singin to you