The Winter It Is Past
Jean Redpath Lyrics


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The winter it is past,
and the summer's come at last
and the small birds sing on every tree.
The hearts of these are glad,
but mine is very sad.
For my lover has parted from me.
The rose upon the briar,
by the water running clear.
May have charms for the linnet and the bee,
their little loves are blest,




ah their little hearts at rest.
But my lover is parted from me.

Overall Meaning

The first stanza of Jean Redpath's song, The Winter It Is Past, is setting up a contrast between the joy of renewal in nature and personal heartbreak. The winter has come to an end, and the summer season has arrived, with small birds singing in every tree. All of nature is experiencing the joy and renewal of summer, but the singer's heart is very sad because her lover has parted from her. She does not experience the same renewal and joy as the birds and natural surroundings but rather loneliness and sadness.


The second stanza continues to explore this contrast. The singer talks about a rose bush by the water that may have charms for the linnet and the bee, and they are able to find happiness in their little loves, but her lover is parted from her, and her heart is at unrest. The imagery of the rose is a metaphor for the singer's life, with the briar representing the troubles and obstacles and the rose representing the love she and her lover had. It is a poignant way of showing the impermanence of love and how everything can change suddenly.


In summary, The Winter It Is Past is a melancholic song that explores the contrast between the joy and renewal of summer and the heartbreak of a lover's parting. The singer's loneliness is intensified by the beauty of nature that surrounds her, making her feel left behind and disconnected from the world.


Line by Line Meaning

The winter it is past,
The long, cold season has come to an end,


and the summer's come at last
Now, the warm and sunny season has arrived,


and the small birds sing on every tree.
All around, the cheerful chirps of small birds can be heard,


The hearts of these are glad,
The birds' hearts are filled with joy,


but mine is very sad.
However, my heart is full of sorrow,


For my lover has parted from me.
Since my beloved has left me, I am brokenhearted,


The rose upon the briar,
Although the rose still blooms on the prickly bush,


by the water running clear.
Next to the clear, flowing water,


May have charms for the linnet and the bee,
The sweet fragrance and beauty it holds may captivate the little birds and insects,


their little loves are blest,
Their small romances are blessed,


ah their little hearts at rest.
And their contented hearts are at peace.


But my lover is parted from me.
Despite the beauty around me, I cannot find happiness as my lover is no longer by my side.




Writer(s): Bill Mcarthur, Robert Burns

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