Return to me; return to me Come back to me, Persephone Come back to me, return to me
I know that she’s out there somewhere Our two hearts are beating in despair…
‘Tis only six seeds which keep my daughter away And for six moons she’s lost in a living grave A hundred thousand tears will rain; The earth will not grow green again; No more the lazy summer days; No more the golden pollen haze!
‘Tis only six seeds which keep my daughter away And for six moons she’s lost in a living grave
And so I bid the earth to sleep; In dark decay, no life to reap; By my wrath the storm will rage; The earth becomes a barren waste!
‘Tis only six seeds which keep my daughter away And for six moons she’s lost in a living grave
And I know that she’s out there somewhere All the grief she’s having to bear Our two hearts are beating in despair!
I’ll watch the moon wax and wane Until I see her face again But something in her spirit’s changed; Maiden no more.