Cold summer, you have diverted from task,
Brisk winds, leaves ones face aghast.
For no sun shines on the forsaken isles,
As one looks out, o’er rain soaked miles.
Cold summer, you have diverted from task,
Brisk winds, leaves ones face aghast.
For no sun shines on the forsaken isles,
As one looks out, o’er rain soaked miles.
