[Voice of Fall: Damnagoras]
[Summerplunge: Pauline Tacey]
[Spirit of Spring: Laura de Luca]
[Wintersoul: Jarpen]
[F:] We're going to tell the tale of tales
[Su:] Are you sure? Or a little story of fancy
[F:] Seamen [W:] Dreamen [F:] Listen all,
[W & Sp:] The Fall begins his speech!
[F:] So I bring rest upon the earth
[Sp:] With my seed, wealdcover all thy hearthstones
[W:] Soothing [Su:] Trimming [W:] Hum to sleep!
[F & Su:] The ornaments of woodnotes!
[Su:] Night surrounds, we're roaming through the
shades of forgotten fairytales
[Sp:] Can you hear the rhymes of winds?
[F:] The chant of leaves that fall?
[W:] No, no don't let me fall! [F:] Be quiet you!
[F & Sp:] The renaissance of the seals
I rest...
I rest upon the riverbank, worshipper of my thrills
The crackling of the dead leaves counts the
steps that leads me to the sea
Listen to this rigmarole, wake up and follow
Undertone, along with me, it's just a hint, murmuring sigh
Hushing the plains for miles, it comes from nowhere
I'm aware of my communion, I'll dance from nightfall an' evermore!
[Su:] Look, winter's cloak is numbing all
[F:] Don't be a fool, you're doing it out of spite!
[Sp:] You're unfair!
[W:] Whiten, now all is white
[Su:] But soon you'll pass away
Twitch and twirl, the Wintersoul whirled past us in silence,
like a passing whim so
Woke, reborn, a seed to be swallowed by the
soil caressed in morning's light veils
Twitch and twirl, the Wintersoul has passed dimensions so
Cruel, reborn, no more forlorn - dimensions, so cruel
I rest upon the riverbank, worshipper of my thrills
The crackling of the dead leaves counts the
steps that leads me to the sea
Listen to this rigmarole, wake up and follow
Undertone, along with me, it's just a hint, murmuring sigh
Hushing the plains for miles, it comes from nowhere
I'm aware of my communion, I
