It Might As Well be Spring

STACEY KENT IT MIGHT AS WELL BE SPRING LYRICS
(1945) richard rodgers, oscar hammerstein ii

I’m as restless as a willow in a windstorm,
I’m as jumpy as a puppet on a string,
I’d say that I have spring fever,
But I know it isnt spring.

I’m as starry eyed and vaguely discontented,
Like a nightingale without a song to sing.

Oh, why should I have spring fever,
When it isnt even spring?

I keep wishing I were somewhere else,
Walking down a strange new street,
Hearing words I have never never heard,
From a man Ive yet to meet.

I’m as busy as a spider spinning daydreams,
I’m as giddy as a baby on a swing,
I havent seen a crocus or a rosebud,
Or a robin or a bluebird on the wing,
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way,
That it might as well be spring,
It might as well be, might as well be,
It might as well be spring.

Silver Lining

แม้ฟ้าหม่นก็อย่าทนกมลไหม้ 
จงมองหาความยองใยในเมฆฝน
สีเงินยวงประกายพร่างอย่างน่ายล 
ละอองฝนที่โปรยปรายซ่อนสายรุ้ง
Though outwardly a gloomy shroud, 
The inner half of every cloud Is bright and shining: 
I therefore turn my clouds about 
And always wear them inside out To show the lining. 
 ~Ellen Thorneycroft Fowler~