May Day Song
On the first of May when blossoms
wake,
The earth in bloom, the skies opaque,
A ribboned pole, a wreath of cheer—
The dance of spring draws near, draws near.
From Beltane fires to garlands
spread,
With songs for sun and seeds we tread.
Bare feet upon the greening ground,
Where joy and labor’s dreams are bound.
We sing not just of petaled days,
But voices bold in worker’s praise—
For hands that build, for rights once won,
For justice rising with the sun.
In every land, beneath each sky,
From village green to banners high,
We mark the day with hearts made bright—
For blooming life and equal right.
So dance, and march, and raise your
voice,
In nature’s joy and people’s choice.
For May Day’s spirit ever stays:
A blend of hope, of rights, of praise.