Oh, When Will Be Spring In Alexandria

Oh, when will be Spring in Alexandria, The Chrysanths crave for company The sea breeze brings a melody, The day that will be spring in Alexandria. The flowers are going to bloom, Proud like the star-dressed Daffodil Dancing on the windy top of the hill, The day the flowers will bloom. Their scent will be carried away, with the Cherry-pie giggling jingle covering all paths with a lilac glow, the day the scent will be carried away. The bumblebee will stop her dance, On the Everlasting tiny yellow petal Dreaming memoirs of the coming Fall, The day the bumblebee will not dance. There is a secret Garden in Alexandria, Not in the deep sea, or in the library And no other town can be as flowery As the secret garden of Alexandria.