Die Da!

Selig sind, die da Leid tragen

In solitary hours of the mind
It is lovely to walk in the sun
Passing along the yellow walls of summer, Son of Pan
The color of turmeric, a golden hour, a honey moon, or a slug

Knees up, four, three, criss-cross, pull, right knee, three, two, criss-cross



Credits
Writer(s): William Clapp
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