Like so many songs, this piece dwells on the beauty of nature and its

capacity for exciting love. Spring, especially, is associated with love,

and this song, with its gentle, sentimental sensuality, is no exception.

"Don't you feel in the air, the perfume which spring spreads? Don't you

feel in your soul, the sound of a new, sweet voice? It's April! It's

the season of love! Oh, come with my, my sweet, into the flowering

meadows. It's April! Your feet will wander through violets, you'll have

roses and cornflowers on your breast, and the white butterflies will

flutter about your dark hair."

The repetitions of "It's April!" each starting very quietly, and then

repeating more exuberantly, mesh charmingly with the flowing melody, and

when the singer and accompaniment manage to convey the delicacy of the song

without being precious, and the sensuality without becoming over-done, this

is one of Tosti's most appealing compositions.

© Anne Feeney, Rovi