In the earliness, when the day begins,
and the dew in sunlight glistens,
when the heavens turn,
from black to blue!
Springtide!
In the East where the night began,
awakens light of morningshine,
warming woman, child
and Woodman,
Springtide
As the day once more is born,
and dark fields turn to gold!
dispersing chilling tendrils,
of mist in the cold,
Springtide
Night and day fall into balance once more,
obscurity from sun's light no more,
when the shining face rises,
melts the snow and ice,
Springtide
Soothing warmth from the heavens come,
vegetation sprouts from the cold ground,
When Woodmen the sun do greet,
if they escape the roof of leaves,
Springtide
