They can't never stop the spring

The curtian has been raised
And Europe's all one stage
And the archipelagic icicles
Have melted like the cage

We don't need to party
Just a party band
A continental choir
Singing hand in hand

They might scare the blackbird
But they cannot stop him sing
They may steal the honey
But they'll never steal the sting
They may crouch the flowers
Trample every living thing
But they can't stop the spring