The Seasons - Karan Casey

Spring came, birds singing up in the high trees

Silkie song is still clearer

Telling me to come away

Summer, sun shining high on the mountains

Silkie song is still warmer

Telling me to come away

Autumn, leaves crushing brown and yellow

Silkie song is still softer

Telling me to come away

Winter, snow and winds are howling

Silkie song is still sweeter

Telling me to come away