
Cuckoo of the Seasons
northmud· 2:01 · 23 plays · v2.2
- tribal
- cinematic classical
- dark ambient
- 2020s
- celtic new age
- nordic folk
- female vocalist
- neoclassical darkwave
Lyrics
Summer has arrived,
Loudly sing, Cuckoo!
Seeds grow and meadows bloom
And the forest springs now,
Sing, Cuckoo!
The ewe bleats after the lamb,
The cow lows after the calf.
The bullock jumps, the stag cavorts,
Merrily sing, Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo, well you sing, cuckoo;
Spring has ripened,
Softly call, cuckoo!
Buds unfold and rivers gleam
While the bright fields wake now,
Sing, cuckoo!
The mare nears close to the foal,
The hen calls down to her chicks.
The deer leaps light through the glen,
Gladly sing, cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo, sweetly sing, cuckoo.
Autumn is coming,
Sing out, cuckoo!
Leaves turn gold and winds are humming,
All the fields lie brown and bare,
Sing, cuckoo
The ewe huddles close to her lamb,
The cow keeps warm with her calf.
The deer moves slow through the glen,
Quietly sing, cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo, softly sing, cuckoo.
Winter is silent,
Gone, cuckoo!
Far to the south where the warm winds are calling,
All the fields sleep under snow,
Gone, cuckoo!
The ewe huddles close to her lamb,
The cow keeps warm by the stall.
The deer moves slow through the drift,
Quiet now, cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo, homeward gone, cuckoo.
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