Spring rain

A. Bax

Fall O rain and cease not falling

All the earth is waiting thee

Listen thou shallt hear her calling

Rain of April set me free

Flood the rivers, brim them over

Fill the jars the maidens bring

Cleave the chains of ice that cover

All the woodlands, Rain of Spring.

God of Springtime, new arisen,

Wake her locked within her tower

Danae is here in prison

Waiting for the golden shower.