Lady’s Bransle [Tongan translation]

Oh, she will bring the buds in the spring

And laugh among the flowers

In summer's heat her kisses are sweet

She sings in leafy bowers

She cuts the cane and gathers the grain

When leaves of fall surround her

Her bones grow old in wintry cold

She wraps her cloak around her.

• Artist:Pagan Songs and Chants