As so the river - Celtic Legend

When the leaves are turning, and the blossom falls

I will be your whisper, louder than before

When the days are fading, and the sun grows old

I will feel your shadow waver strong and bold

But still cold

Spring must die, as so must winter

Seasons swift, as so the river

All these years pass in a shiver

Summer, fall, spring, and winter

When the snow drifts cover all the land in white

And the owls are calling songs into the night

Wings in flight

I will dream of summer when warm winds would blow

We’ll still walk together, whilst the rivers flow

But I know

Spring must die, as so must winter

Seasons swift, as so the river

All these years pass in a shiver

Summer, fall, spring, and winter

Spring must die, as so must winter

Seasons swift, as so the river

All these years pass in a shiver

Summer, fall, spring, and winter