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The Song Of Eternal Numbers - Angelo Branduardi

Come here my angel and sit on my knee

And tell me what song you would hear from me

"Sing me the song of eternal numbers

And from this day I shall well remember"

One is for the reaper

Waiting for his harvest of life

Two is for the oxen straining at the cart

Three is for the world and its every part

Four there are the standing stones of Merlin

Where the hero's swords were ever sharpened

One is for the reaper

Waiting for his harvest of life

And the sum of the golden times

In all ages of man is five

Sang the dwarf in a cloud of steam

Threw six herbs in the draught

Which he stirred

And he laughed

He went "ha ha ha ha ha ha "

And there are seven suns and

There are seven moons

Eight the blazing fires by the first of June

Nine is for the maidens dancing

Round the fountain

Worshipping the moon rising on the mountain

One is for the reaper

Waiting for his harvest of life

Ten is for the galleons coming from the war

Which our young men fought

On a distant shore

And walking with their flag

We counted eleven

All that now remain of

A hundred young men

One is for the reaper

Waiting for his harvest of life

And the sum of the golden times

In all the ages of man is five

And the months of the year are twelve

Made of days made of hours

And minutes that pass

And they pass and they pass they pass

Now twelve is for the signs

In the starbright sky

In envy of his neighbour

Challenge and defy

I sing you the song of eternal numbers

But I see a time when all is ended

One is for the reaper

Waiting for his harvest of life

There will come a day

When the trumpet splits the sky

And thunder fire and wind

Will lay waste the low and high;

That will be the time in the song of numbers

When the reaper tires at last of waiting

One is for the reaper

And two the oxen and three the parts

And four is for the stones

Five is for the ages six is for the herbs

And seven are the suns

And seven are the moons eight is for the fires

Nine is for the maidens

Ten is for the galleons

Eleven for the young men

Twelve is for the signs

And twelve for time a'passing

One is for the reaper who laughs

As one by one the stars blink out