Spring has come. But it is not fun. Only melancholy. Bright music flows in the street corner, and see the lovers are Dearui, my heart sinks. Since I have not loved by anyone. Loneliness in the hustle and bustle. Nobody can care about me.
Richard Rodgers & Lorenz Hart of duo composed for the 1938 musical "I was married to an angel." Hart is a friend of Rodgers brother, two people writing songs from Columbia University era, was invincible hit maker until 1943 that Hart's death.
Once there was a thing called spring when the world was writng verses like yours and mine.
All the lads and girls would sing when we set a little tables and drank May wine.
Now April May and June are sadly out of tune life has stuck the pin in the baloon.
Spring is here! Why doesn’t my heart go dancing ? Spring is here! Why isn’t the waltz entrancing? No desire, no ambition leads me, Maybe it’s because nobody needs me.
Spring is here! Why doesn’t the breeze delight me? Stars appear, Why doesn’t the night invite me? Maybe it’s because nobody loves me. Spring is here I hear