Chris de Burgh - The Girl With April In Her Eyes

There once was a King
Who called for the Spring
For his world was still covered in snow
But the Spring had not been
For he was wicked and mean
I his winter-fields nothing would grow
And when a traveller called
Seeking help at the door
He ordered his slave to turn her away
The girl with April in her eyes...

Oh, oh, oh, on and on she goes
Through the winter's night, the wild wind and the snow
Hi, hi, hi, on and on she rides
Someone help the girl with April in her eyes...

She rode through the night
Till she came to the light
Of a humble man's home in the woods
He brought her inside
By the firelight she died
And he buried her gently and good
His field was ablaze
With flowers on the grave
Of the girl with April in her eyes...

Oh, oh, oh, on and on she goes
Through the winter's night, the wild wind and the snow
Hi, hi, hi, on and on she flies
She is gone, the girl with April in her eyes...