| We’ve suffered enough, at the hands of the WinterSmith!
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| All had our fill of the frost on the ground
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| Let’s drink, to the health of the fair Summer Lady
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| And wish her the best, as she draws the sun down
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| Go back to your mountains, you cold-hearted lover!
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| Your magic is broken, your mischief is done!
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| The time is at hand, for the fair Summer Lady
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| To take up her place, and to draw the sun down
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| Let the seasons turn!
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| Let the rivers start a flowin'!
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| Let the hot sun burn!
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| And melt our frozen hearts!
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| Too long, have we lived in the clutches of Winter
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| Too long, have we lived in the grip of the cold
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| One wave of her hand, and the fair Summer Lady
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| Will turn the white fields, into yellow and gold
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| To breeze through the corn, on the first day in Springtime
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| To lie under skies of magnificent blue
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| Just look in the eyes of the fair Summer Lady
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| She’ll harvest our dreams and she’ll make them come true
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| Let the seasons turn!
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| Let the rivers start a flowin'!
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| Let the hot sun burn!
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| And melt our frozen hearts!
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| Let the warm winds blow!
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| Send the North Wind on his journey!
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| Sweep away the snow!
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| The Summer Lady’s here!
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| She’ll smile on the hillside
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| She’ll dance on the lake
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| She’ll shimmer with brightness
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| When she is awake
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| She can turn the sun blood-red
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| In a hot burning sky
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| But when Summer is over
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| The Lady MUST DIE!
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| So drink, to the health of the fair Summer Lady!
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| Bathe in her glory and be of good cheer
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| As sure, as the Summer is followed by Winter
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| We’ll call on the Lady of Summer each year
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| Let the seasons turn!
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| Let the rivers start a flowin'!
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| Let the hot sun burn!
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| And melt our frozen hearts!
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| Let the warm winds blow!
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| Send, the North Wind on his journey!
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| Sweep away the snow!
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| The Summer Lady’s here!
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| The Summer Lady’s here!
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| The Summer Lady’s here!
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| The Summer Lady’s here! |