I have a minor field A field where I can sow But long is our winter And springtime comes so slow It's now the midst of summer And I sow while birches grow With green leaves in the snow The sea is dark grey And northern winds blow And my next door neighbour, Thomas Comes wandering, you know To tell me there's no use To sow while birches grow With green leaves in the snow I am just like my neighbour As little as I sow As little as I'm hoping For better times to show Give I was like the birches Who even dare to grow With green leaves in the snow Snow... With green leaves in the snow Snow...