TIME STANDS STILL IN CANTERVILLE FOR AGES THIS CURSE LAYS UPON PASS THE NIGHT WALKING FOR FOURHUNDRED YEARS
THE BARREN ALMOND ONCE SHED THE LEAVES THE SPLENDOUR HAS CRUMBLED AWAY THIS HARM WAS DONE AND THE GREEN-EYED ONE ONCE IT HAD LED HIM ASTRAY
HERE IN THE ABSENCE OF LIGHT A RAY OF HOPE WILL LEAD YOU HOME
VOICES WILL WHISPER INTO YOUR EAR TO LEAVE THIS ENDLESS GRAY ONCE OF HIS AGE HE WAS BOAST
BATHING IN TEARS AND SWIM IN DELIGHT YEARNING FOR FEELINGS LONG GONE ONE SORRY SIGHT, ONE FLY BY NIGHT AS THIS GIRL IN HER PRIME CAME ON
BUT LOVE WILL BE STRONGER, THAN LIFE AND DEATH WHEN CUPID'S DART HAS HIDDEN YOU AS IF BY MAGIC THE ALMOND WILL BLOOM THE BEGINNING OF SOMETHING NEW
AND THE HOUSE SHALL BE STILL