Though bells will ring Church steeples were catchin fire If you promise spring Then I'll know you are a liar
Cause in the spring Tender grasses won't burn easily Tough thrushes sing Still my lover won't return to me Wild parsnips they still scald my lungs While thistles will burn my feet
And if you join our chorus You will never fear anymore So here it comes the chorus We will meet on a fatal shore
Souverian Souverian the elder Souverian Souverian was free Souverian Souverian we feld her So very young so very young were we
Birds will sing Still my lover won't return to me You promise spring Still my lover won't return to me Wild parsnips scald my lungs And thistles are burning my feet
So here it comes the chorus You'll never fear anymore If you join a chorus We will meet on a fatal shore
Under the elders The older get younger The younger get over Over their elders Under the elders Pretend that you're older now
Under the elders The older get younger The younger get over Over the elders Under the elders Bending your branches down
We who are so very young Still my lover won't return to me Thrushes sing Still my lover won't return to me Wild parsnips they still scald my lungs While thistles still burn my feet
Compositor: Andrew Bird ECAD: Obra #5635271 Fonograma #5994077