Song of Easter (Kathryn Rose)
- Editor: Kathryn Rose (submitted 2015-08-31). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 76 kB Copyright: CC BY SA
- Edition notes:
First published: 2015
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Original text and translations
When I was young I feared my growing old,
lest, growing old, I should want youth again,
or lest the growing old should cause me pain;
I knew the worth of silver less than gold.
I tried to hold the sun and not the moon.
I asked the clock to stop-- it paid no heed!
Time blew away like dandelion seed,
as sure as day, the evening came too soon.
This road I cannot tread the other way.
The ages passed, and age has come to me.
Yet still asleep I dream, awake I see,
as sure as day brings night, the night brings day,
youth, sun and dandelion seed, and why?
They cannot have new life unless they die.