Spring
My youngest sister as well as the oldest
Thou, but a mere child thyself
Art the mother of each beginning
So naive and innocent! Why art thee so persistent?
To birth anew what I hath avenged
What hath deserved to die?
Spring
My youngest sister as well as the oldest
Thou, but a mere child thyself
Art the mother of each beginning
So naive and innocent! Why art thee so persistent?
To birth anew what I hath avenged
What hath deserved to die?