Long lingers Autumn time Late the leaves are turning I wear a threadbare cloak Nought shall ease my yearning I hear undiscerning far away Winter's wanton white horse neigh There's no way to unbe What I was and whence I came Long lingers Autumn time Late the leaves are dying
There's no way to unbe What I was and whence I came Long lingers Autumn time Late the leaves are falling I wear a threadbare cloak Nought shall heed my calling I hear appalling far away Winter's wanton white horse neigh There's no way to unbe What I was and whence I came...