The Blossom on the Hawthorn (Spring Carol)

The blossom on the hawthorn;

so pretty, pure and white,

seeing you on a Spring morn

fills me with such delight.

Some say you are enchanted,

that you bring love and birth.

I just know, where you’re planted,

you brighten up the Earth.

The blossom on the Hawthorn,

gentle, cheery and mild,

reminds me of a new born;

sweet laughter of a child.

Oh blooms as fair as maidens

who marry in the May;

if you’re magic, I pray then,

you’ll bring true love my way.