White tulips bloom across a paved road
Golden rays shone into my glad face
White ship with white sails and winged prow
I made my crossing over the sea of sorrow
Great meadow in a dispersion of green and gold
We dance around the May-pole
For we sang too with the young and old
Sweet dreams can be true
Your gentle touch and sugar kiss make my day
For then I twirl and the cherubs play their harps
And I was immersed in warm cotton and soft wool
Diligent farmers till the land
For us the Horned One and the Many-breasted
Are the King and Queen of Life & Death
And the Sky the Father, the Earth the Mother
For it is so our filial piety is required
(='.'=)
GT
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