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I Have A Song To Sing (Poem
version)
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I have a song to sing, O (Sing me your song, O!)
It’s a song about spring
And the thing that it brings
and all the melting snow-O
It’s the song of Freyja planting seeds,
That usually end up being catnip weeds,
Putting flowers in trees, her hair flowin in the breeze,
As she skips through the fields, like a lady
Chorus:
Freyja, Freyja-skipping round trees,
With cats round her knees,
she throws some seeds,
Her hair blows in the breeze,
O as she frolics thru the fields in the spring-O
I have a song to sing, O (What is your song, O?)
It is about the God Thor
who gathers his clouds,
And readies his lightning bolts-O
To bring down the rain, to water the flowers,
With rain falling down for hours and hours,
Who hits Mjlnior hard and long,
As the pagans sing his beloved songs,
As spring comes blossoming in-O
Chorus
I have a song to sing, O! (Sing me your song, O)
It is sung to the songs of the Mead Hall swell,
As the Gods toast returning spring-O
It’s a song of a bird and a polar bear,
Who recently exited from his lair,
At the spawning of fish, who will make a find dish,
As the folk gather round for their cake of pound
At the festival of spring, with the songs that they sing,
Whose souls rejoice and raise their voice,
To toast to the joyous Gods-O
Chorus
I Have A Song To Sing (Song version)
Tune: "I have a song to sing, O", from the Gilbert & Sullivan operetta "Yeomen
of the Guard" (1888)
Original:
Performance by Peter, Paul & Mary (YouTube)
MIDI
Heathen version MP3:
Stanza 1
Stanza 2
Stanza 3
1.
I have a song to sing, O!
Sing me your song, O!
It’s a song about spring and the thing that it brings
and all of the melting snow, O!
It’s the song of Freya planting seeds
That usually end up being catnip weeds,
Putting flowers in trees, her hair flows in the
breeze,
As she skips through the fields like a lady.
Freya, Freya,
Skipping round
trees,
Cats round her knees,
She throws some seeds, her hair blows in the breeze,
As she frolics
thru fields in the spring, O!
2.
I have a song to sing, O!
What is your song, O?
It´s about the God Thor
who gathers his clouds,
And readies his lightning bolts, O!
To bring down the rain, to water the flowers,
With rain falling down for hours and hours,
Who hits with his hammer hard and long,
As the pagans sing his beloved songs,
As the lightning flashes and the thunder crashes
As the spring comes blossoming in, O!
Freya, Freya,
Skipping round
trees,
Cats round her knees,
She throws some seeds, her hair blows in the breeze,
As she frolics
thru fields in the spring, O!
3.
I have a song to sing, O!
Sing me your song, O!
It is sung to the songs of the Mead Hall swell,
As the Gods toast returning spring, O!
It’s a song of a bird and a polar bear
Who recently exited from his lair,
At the spawning of fish, who will make a fine
dish,
As the folk gather round for their cake of pound
At the festival of spring, with the songs that
they sing,
As they feast all day while the children play,
And whose souls rejoice and who raise their voices
To toast to the joyous Gods, O!
Freya, Freya,
Skipping round
trees,
Cats round her knees,
She throws some seeds, her hair blows in the breeze,
As she frolics
thru fields in the spring, O!
Freya, Freya,
Skipping round
trees,
Cats round her knees,
She throws some seeds, her hair blows in the breeze,
As she frolics
thru fields in the spring, O!
© Gunn-Thora
Dark
Star Kindred Bard &
mother of Mist aka
Larisa Hunter
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