We'd like to do a song now that I believe we did when we were here last.But it's the only song that we do in a personal appearance that is done a cappella, which means ***.No, it doesn't either. I forgot. Lost my head again.Anyway, it really is done without instruments, so you can hear all our mistakes if everyone's very quiet.And I believe it's a beautiful springtime ballad, which we thought particularly appropriate due to the time of the year.And may I just add that it's called Their Hearts Were Full of Spring.There's a story told of a very gentle boyThere's a story told of a very gentle boyAnd the girl who wore his ringThrough the wintry snowThe world they knew was wonFor their hearts were full of springAs the days grew oldAnd the nights passed into timeAnd the weeks and years took wingAnd the nights passed into timeGentle boy, tender girlTheir love remains still youngFor their hearts were full of springThen one day they diedAnd their graves were side by sideOn a hill where robbers singAnd they say violetsGrow there the whole year roundFor their hearts were full of springThank you.Thank you very much.Thank you.