How long till river dries in Summer?
So long cooling vente as cold as Winter.
The crow and rabbits sing final whispers.

In walking I wish the pain to go away,
And yet all pain aching is painful memory.
The crow and rabbots sing final whispers.

A moments whisper is broken by wind,
And the distant trots of canines in soaken
dirt, crow and rabbits sing final whispers.

The final whisper comes to a stop,
And now the river is running so red.