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This one is a song, from the CD Under The Gripping Beast by Echo's Children:

Seasons of Love
Lyrics ©1996 by Catherine Faber
ttto: Tallis' Canon (Psalm Setting #8, Musica Brittanica)


I love you well as skylarks sing
In soaring ecstasies of spring
And twilight stars that shyly rise
Yet seem no brighter than your eyes.

You love me well as springing wheat
Grows golden bright in summer heat
And as the harvest apple glows
The autumn warmth between us grows.

And when my beauty all too brief
Is withered like the autumn leaf
And when your hair is frosted silver
Winter sees us lovers still.

(sent by [livejournal.com profile] duathir--many thanks :)

Date: 2017-05-22 10:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] duathir.livejournal.com
You are most welcome. Here is another of hers:

Wings
Lyrics and melody ©1997 by Catherine Faber

Small in the plaza a lone figure stares
Young in her yearnings and old in her cares.
She doesn't have jewels, diamonds and rings
But under her coat she has wings.

Crumbling sidewalks and drizzling skies
People brush past her with unseeing eyes
The veil of illusion like spiderweb clings
Under her coat she has wings.

Cruel is the world that she is caught in,
Dreaming, her wings she has forgotten,
Footsore as any mortal going,
Lost here, she looks on me unknowing.

Cloaked in the dark her aloneness I chart
She thinks she is mortal; I might win her heart;
But keeping her crippled, the thought of it stings
Under her coat she has wings.

Under the stars alone I find her
Gazing on heaven, I remind her
Suddenly bursting to astound me
Wings like a beating heart around me...

Closing my eyes for a moment alone;
I needn't look up, I know well she has flown.
Her trench coat lies shed like the leaves the wind flings
Under her coat she had wings.

Creature of air myself I knew her;
Though I have wings I can't pursue her.
Her wings are white and shining feather
My wings are dark and gleaming leather--

Wishing I'd kissed her just once while I could,
Kneeling, I touch the last spot where she stood.
Love and compassion are bitter cruel things
Under her coat she had wings.


https://youtu.be/yb81hG0m9zI

Date: 2017-05-23 11:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] med-cat.livejournal.com
Thank you, this one is lovely too :)

Date: 2017-05-23 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] browngirl.livejournal.com
*remembers the first time I heard this song*

Date: 2017-05-23 11:44 am (UTC)

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