In the moorland the little mavis flies
On thermal breeze up to the sky
Uplifting song she starts to sing
It's a golden day; the start of spring
Winter's grasp at last let's go
And all around is melting snow
The river's rage turns to a churn
A lamb is born into the early sun
The early sun
Melt those strands of frost and let the winter out
Melt those strands of frost and let the winter out
Melt those strands of frost and let the winter out
Melt those strands of frost and let the winter out
Cause in the moorland the little mavis flies
On a thermal breeze up to the sky
Uplifting song she starts to sing
It's a golden day; the start of spring
The start of spring
Melt those strands of frost and let the winter out
Melt those strands of frost and let the winter out
Melt those strands of frost and let the winter out
Melt those strands of frost and let the winter out