Red

Dawn is coming,
Hail her with bows
Dawn is running
Through the fields of cows

Here comes Dawn
With pink tresses glowing
Here comes Dawn
Like fire every growing

There goes Dawn
See her quick pass
There runs Dawn
She comes and goes in a flash

Hail, hail the sun
He follows the dawn
Source of all fire, he is one
To pet the soft fur of passing fawns

Smile, smile in the sun
Red soft is growing
Across your cheeks
And legs ever going

Cry, cry at red’s goodbye
Dusk now is coming
And night by and by
Here that drumming

Yes night now is coming
Listen to the wind
The wings of night are humming
Red running they send

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