The yearnings of spring hath been refused
Yet new life abounds in a glint, a glimmer
A melody faint dost by thou ear whisper
A tantalizing voice tempts thee come and go
To bid farewell the time gone by
To follow the inkling of new desire
A symphony ripe with yet unheard sounds
Fierce and fiery notes of glorious timbre.
Wilt thou accompany this lonely melody?
