In the field at play, all day, last Summer
Far and away I heard
The sweet-sweet tweet-tweet of a new-comer
A strange new-comer
The dearest, clearest call of a bird
It lived down there
In the deep green hollows
That home where the fairies say:
"The word of a bird is a thing to follow"
So I was away
I was away
A night and a day
Black and chill is the moon on the world;
You shall grow up, but never grow old
Dark and chill is the sun on the world
I will always, always be told
Now listen:
Sometimes I wouldn't speak, you see
Or answer when they spoke to me
Because in the long-long, still-still
Twilight of every Spring
You can sense the whole world whispering
Humming and hammering at your ear
Everything there is to hear
So I went away
I was away
A night and a day
Axte Incal
Axtuce mun