The Girl With April In Her Eyes / Chris De Burgh schwabing
var articleno = "620"; There once was a King, who called for the Spring, For his world was still covered in snow, But the Spring had not been, for he was wicked and mean, In his winter-fields nothing would grow And when a traveller called seeking help at the door, Only food and a bed for the night, He ordered his slave to turn her away, The girl with April in her eyes. Oh, oh,..