The snows they melt the soonest

The snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
the corn it ripens fastest when the frosts are setting in
And when a  young man tells me that my face she’ll soon forget
Before we part I’ll wage a crown he’ll be fain to follow it yet

The snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
the bee that flew when summer shone in winter cannot sting
And I’ve seen a young man’s anger melt between the night and morn
So it’s surely not a harder thing to melt a young man’s scorn

The snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
the swallow skims without a thought as long as it is spring
But when spring goes and winter blows, my love, then you’ll be fain
For all your pride to follow me were’t across the raging main

So do not bid me farewell here, no farewell I’ll receive
For you will take me to the stars, then kiss and take your leave
And I’ll stay here till the moorcock calls and the marten takes the wing
For the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing