The maiden seems so innocent
A silent goddess she
not as silent in the earth
Her voice loud singing tunes of growth
Lyrics bring life
Wake, wake, she sings
Wake, wake joy she brings
Wake, wake, new love
Sleeping winter, waking spring
Green, yellow, pink hue
Painted eggs and maypole fires
First blood, first ache
She's the excitement of love
The first touch. Exchanging hearts
Wake,wake, she sings
Wake, wake, joy she brings
Wake, wake, Menarche
Sleeping winter, waking spring.
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