Mmmmmm blue flames
blue flames

How many Aprils passed me by,
Before I saw the truth,
How cherry blossoms paint the sky,
And lilacs spray the mountains blue.

In the dance of every Spring,
The blue flame of the flowers ring,
And white flames on the trees renew.

Oh burn me with your beauty bright,
Oh hurt me, tree and flower,
For when the end comes, hold me tight,
In this glistening hour.

Oh, flowers shaken in the breeze,
And trees that shimmer, too,
Your sunlit hues, they bring me peace,
In shades of white and blue.

Oh, shaken flowers, oh, shimmering trees,
Your sunlit white and blue,
Wound me, so in my dreams I see,
The lasting scar of you.

Blue flames
Blue flames
Oh burn me with your beauty bright,
Oh hurt me, tree and flower,
For when the end comes, hold me tight,
In this glistening hour.

You took my empty dreams,
And filled them one by one,
With tenderness and nobleness,
April and the sun.

How many Aprils passed me by,
Before I saw the truth,
How cherry blossoms paint the sky,
And lilacs spray the mountains blue.
Blue
Blue

Blue flames
Blue flames
oooohhaaaaaahhhh
Cherry blossoms paint the sky,
And lilacs spray the mountains blue.
Blue flames
Awwwwww
Blue flames