THE SINGING SEASON:

God bless the singing season,

Of all operas, arias & whispering old sands,

Of Habaneras & Fados, from far distant lands,

Of Flamenco & melodies, of soft African voices,

God bless all the singing, whatever their choices.

 

God bless the singing season,

The chantings, the chords & tongues at their choirs,

The notes of sweet birds, upon all tree tops & spires,

The echoings of all beasts & sad briny blue whales,

God bless all the singing, whatever their wails.

 

God bless the singing season,

From lungs of babies, to their cooing sweet mothers,

From hearts of sweethearts, to their ardent hot lovers,

From the long dead & buried, calling out our names,

God bless all the singing, whatever their games.