Song | Silver Swan |
Artist | Qntal |
Album | Mystic Spirits: Special Classic Edition 6 |
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The silver swan, who living had no note, | |
When death approached | |
Unlocked her silent throat; | |
Leaning her breast | |
Against the ready shore, | |
Thus sung her first and last, | |
And sung no more: | |
Farewell, all joys; | |
O death, come close mine eyes; | |
More geese than swans now live, | |
More fools than wise. |