MoonwalkersMusic - Cherry by the Window

I swept the twigs with snow
You were standing there covered in a headscarf
A red flame in the cheek
Ay la la
A wide road
Ay da da
From field to doorstep
A young spring is whirling
And whirling
Oh yes, the cherry by the window
Summer sings in the corner
Bread and salt on the canvas
You laugh over the stream over there
Your heart will ask for the fields