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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adele Addison
Adele Addison
Soprano
Aaron Copland
Aaron Copland
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Copland
Aaron Copland
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Richard Killough
Richard Killough
Producer

गाने

Dear March, come in!
How glad I am!
I looked for you before
Put down your hat
You must have walked
How out of breath you are!
Dear March, how are you and the rest?
Did you leave nature well?
Oh, March, come right upstairs with me
I have so much to tell
I got your letter, and the birds
The maples never knew that you were coming
I declare, how red their faces grew!
But March, forgive me
And all those hills you left for me to hew
There was no purple suitable
You took it all with you!
Who knocks? That April?
Lock the door!
I will not be pursued
He stayed away a year
To call when I am occupied
But trifles look so trivial
As soon as you have come
And blame is just as dear as praise
And praise as dear as blame
Written by: Aaron Copland
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