... And love remains a constant river May sadness flee from stars delivered The sunwheel burns in ancient grace On marble stairs the soulspawn race...
the Devil dances through the awakening spring field In the music of mourning from the weepings of the broken hearted (created) ...Drunk from their tears
: Come to me at Spring Every little thing Just makes me want you so I, I'm like the worn leaf Blowing to and from Until I find my home You appear,