Letra de The Four Strings of Mourning
Some tales say morrow knows I know not why they say so Some go where sorrow goes I know not where they do goOne comes with winter's wind To tell a tale of mourning One free as summer's sin To tell a tale of mourningSpinning around in circles every day Spinning around and finding no new way Spinning around, spinning around they say I wish them all dead anywaySo sing the poets then I know now why they sing so So go they sorrow's friends I know now where they do goOne comes with autumn's rain And sings a song of mourning One sets the spring aflame And sings a song of mourningSpnning around in circles every day Spinning around and finding no new way Spinning around, spinning around they say I wish they all could go away