The winter winds blew far too long, the storm of spring is staying strong
And here upon this heath of June, the babe Vienna born in bloom
Oh cherry hill and lilac tree, what fickle hearted fools are we
Now winter's at its bitter end and we can learn to love again
Now daddy's got you cuddled close and mommy's promised you the most
Another winter's at its end, now we can learn to love again
Love is a game we learn to lose, we're born in red and buried blue
Another lover's at his end, now I can learn to love again
Oh, another lover's at his end
And I can learn to live again