How old will I be before I come of age for you? I get up, I get down. I get up, I get down. I get up, I get down. IV. Seasons Of Man Anderson/Howe The
name She was never ever, never ever seen again Harvest of sorrow, your seed is grown In a frozen world full of cries When the ray of light shrinks Shall
you may me bring Ah but unto lord salton oh I'll never bear a son A son or a daughter oh I'll never bow my knee Oh, I'll die if I don't get my love annachie
and praying That her leaving the light was no end Then it awoke After hours and days And then spoke the rose made of stone "Who loves shall be never alone." I
he'll take me, I know ... we'll be parted for ever ... he won't let me go ... What I once used to dream I now dread ... if he finds me, it won't ever
] I wish you'd give us some milk or even cheese... I wish... [BAKER & WIFE] I wish we might have a child. I wish
own And twelve yellow willows shall fellow the shallows Small waves and thunder be my pillow Upon the gleaming water two swans that swim And every place shall be
, He's a present help so i can stand. Strong tower, refuge, my God, I will. Bridge: Though I my be cast aside, never will I turn my face from you
Hell I will finally find my Paradise The Fool: From browsing through this book I have learned that all that I have ever yearned may be accomplished easily
me? Oh no, pretty maiden that never shall be I've a wife in London and children twice three Two wives and the armies too many for me Well I'll go back
to you. May the Lord's revengeance from above Light on the man that slights true love." "I wish the very same," says she, "And if I ever prove false
For me heart is with him altogether Though I live not where I love All the world shall be of one religion All living things shall cease to die If ever I
slight For lords are not afeared their stock to lose Where no stock may be taken or be kept No property be granted, nor no bride No maiden may be stolen
your side again. You are riding across the land fighting for your lady Holding so tight her silver sword. She is so beautiful dancing among the maidens But will she ever
your new maid. (Aside) Though I'd happily take the maid with me. COUNTESS (aside) The old fool's leaving! DON ATTILIO (aside) I suspect my young bride
Come here my angel and sit on my knee and tell me what song you would hear from me. "Sing me the song of eternal numbers and from this day I shall well
ray of life shrinks Shall cold winter nights begin She is gone And I fall from grace No healing charm covers my wounds Fooled's the dawn And so am I