What joyful scenes now fill my eyes br Where're I look I see, br Those vibrant hues that spread afar br And light the morn with glee, br To see the merry trees now dressed br With all that spring endows, br As apple blossom white now hangs br Upon these orchard boughs. br br I watch the fleeting bumblebees br That move from flower to flower, br While petals fall upon the breeze br As if an April shower, br I hear the lonely blackbird sing br Within the leafy shade, br As I so gladly look upon br The wonders here displayed. br br I am so blessed to witness br And to see the clothes they wear, br For spring shall pass too quickly br And the fruit they soon shall bear, br Yet now I stand in awe br And I'm so grateful I can browse, br The apple blossom white that hangs br Upon these orchard boughs.