When skies are green and seas are red,
And blue the leaves of autumn-shed,
In such a world the seasons go
Upside down from reap to grow.
When birds do swim and fishes fly,
And farmers they do scythe the sky,
From orchards women fill their jars
And farmers reap the fields of stars.
Then farmers watch the sun go down
As they sow the fields with pearl,
And ploughs do carve the oceans wide
While fields in waves do curl.
When old folk they do mewl and cry
As babes do smile, nod and sigh,
From love to hate, and hate to love,
The raven woos the turtle dove.
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