The Song of the Happy Man I have a rose garden Full of sweet flowers; Yellow bloom, crimson bloom, Perfume the hours. I have an apple tree Bent with its load; Ruddy fruit, golden fruit, Hang to my hold. I have a young maid's love, Timid and shy. All day I singing go, "Happy man I!" All night I prayerful go, "Blessed man I!" Happy man, blessed man, Happy man I! |
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