[Orpheus:] Gather ’round, you vagabonds Pickin’ fruit and hoppin’ freights Anyone who’s wondering Wondering why the winds have changed I’ll sing a song of a love gone wrong Between a mighty king and queen Gather ’round and I’ll sing a song Of Hades and Persephone
Oh, queen of flowers Queen of fields Queen of the green and the growing Earth Lady Persephone, half of the year Was bound to stay down in the Underworld In the other half, she could walk in the sun And the sun, in turn, burned twice as bright Which is where the seasons come from And with that cycle of the seed and the sickle And the lives of the people The birds and their flights, singing: La la la…