Long may the daisies dance the field,
Frolicking far and near,
Why should the innocent hide their heads?
Why should the innocent fear?
Spreading their petals in mute delight
When mornin' its radiance breaks,
Keeping a floral festival
Till the night-loving primrose wakes
Long may the daisies dance the field,
Frolicking far and near,
Why should the innocent hide their heads?
Why should the innocent fear?