The sun has risen, the snow is gone
Bye bye summer, winter's now on
Iam leaving the cave to hibernate
In the sun kissed field open and great
I hate all the space in my bright cave
I love that the field is dark and grave
I hate it is raining from my cave's floor
I long to be drenched by sun over the moor
Its sowing time, a lot of seeds to pull out
From the soil into the sack for them to sprout
I need to freeze the roots, so flowers can grow
I need to dry the wells and let the water flow
I need to sell my horses so i can run my cart
To live in a cottage, i need to take it apart
And so my dear friend, gracious great
I need to hibernate now, before its late
Bye bye summer, winter's now on
Iam leaving the cave to hibernate
In the sun kissed field open and great
I hate all the space in my bright cave
I love that the field is dark and grave
I hate it is raining from my cave's floor
I long to be drenched by sun over the moor
Its sowing time, a lot of seeds to pull out
From the soil into the sack for them to sprout
I need to freeze the roots, so flowers can grow
I need to dry the wells and let the water flow
I need to sell my horses so i can run my cart
To live in a cottage, i need to take it apart
And so my dear friend, gracious great
I need to hibernate now, before its late
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