Finding Words for Spring Songtext
von Raymond Jessel

Miss Adler

Yes, Mr. Holmes?

You ask me in what I believe
Well, I believe in the things I perceive
For man is a rational being
And functions amazingly well
If he uses his five given senses
Of hearing and touching and tasting and seeing
And smell

Pray tell

But love is a snare and illusion
And therefore it must be dismissed
For if something′s not visible
Audible, smellable, tasteable, tangible
Then I must insist
Love doesn't exist
And until I can hear words of proof
To all other views I′m aloof


Dear sir, on this delicate subject
I have very little to say
And yet there are difficult subjects
I'd gladly debate half the day
Finding words for spring is no easy thing
Still I'm sure I′d find a few
What words could be right to describe the night
Somehow I would find them too
How can one explain love′s sweet splendor
The most tender words won't do
You must fall in love, then you′ll find that love
Will explain itself to you
Should you want to praise lazy summer days
I could find a phrase or two
But for love mere words, though they're clever
They′ll just never, never do
You must fall in love, then you'll find that love
Will explain itself to you

But if it′s not audible

You must fall in love

Visible, smellable

Then you'll find that love

Tasteable, tangible

Will explain itself

Then I must insist

To you

Love doesn't exist