Sing birds sing shine sun shine
Listen to the song and look for the light
Sway treetops sway, blow winds blow
Teach me harmony to the music of the day
Teach me harmony to the music of the day

You can see her in the blossom
And the blue of the sky
You can hear her in the buzzing
As the bees hurry by
In the magpie on the hilltop.
Splash of yellow midst the green
Mother Nature this September
Is the springtime of our dreams.

Tiny sparrow are you happy
Now the cold winds have gone?
Are you happy Jacaranda as you bask in the sun?
Have you woken from your slumber
With a swaying in the breeze?
Celebrations are in order
For the dawning of the spring.

For the coming of the springtime
Let us all be glad
It's more precious than a diamond
Let us all be glad.
For the wonder of the blackbird
And its sweet melody
For the coming of the springtime
The springtime of our dreams.