sing wind sing bracken sheafs sing saxons go away

replace their tools with bog-bean spools n cottongrass cambric grey

dress the wet peat land as grassy mounds with asphodel and milkwort hey

sing wind sing whortleberry leaf sing saxons go away

ask the mountain ferns to curl the rocks so none of their walls will stay

n while they’re sleeping make them itch-stick round-leaved-sundew where they lay

sing wind sing fertile moray grains sing saxons go away

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