In a land where flowers bloom so bright,
Lived a lark with feathers pure and white.
With a melody sweet, she'd sing all day,
Bringing joy in every way.
Oh, the singing lark, so pure and true,
Bringing springtime's magic to me and you.
With her song so clear, she lights up the dark,
Let's dance and sing with the singing lark!
In the forest green, where dreams take flight,
Lived a prince whose heart was filled with plight.
He searched for a lark with a golden song,
To break the curse that had lasted long.
Oh, the singing lark, so pure and true,
Bringing springtime's magic to me and you.
With her song so clear, she lights up the dark,
Let's dance and sing with the singing lark!
Through the woods he wandered, brave and bold,
Till he found the lark with feathers of gold.
With a kiss so gentle, the curse was undone,
And the kingdom basked in the morning sun.