Lyrics
Though bells will ring
Church steeples were catching fire
And if you promise spring
Then I'll know you are a liar
'Cause in the spring
Tender grasses won't burn easily
Tough thrushes sing
Still, my lover won't return to me
Wild parsnips, they still scald my lungs
While thistles will burn my feet
And if you join our chorus
You will never fear anymore
So here come just a chorus
We will meet on a fatal shore
Souverian, Souverian the elder, oh-oh
Souverian, Souverian was free, oh-oh
Souverian, Souverian, we feld her, oh-oh
So very young, so very young were we
Birds will sing
Still, my lover won't return to me
You promise spring
Still, my lover won't return to me
Wild parsnips scald my lungs
And thistles are burning my feet
So here comes the chorus
You'll never fear anymore
If you join our chorus
We will meet on a fatal shore
Under the elders
The older get younger
The younger get over
Over their elders
And under the elders
Pretend that you're older now
Under the elders
The older get younger
The younger get over
Over the elders
Under the elders
Bending your branches down
We were so very young
Still, my lover won't return to me
The thrushes sing
Still, my lover won't return to me
Wild parsnips, they still scald my lungs
While thistles still burn my feet
