Far from this foreign Easter damp and chilly
My soul steals to a pear-shaped plot of ground
Where gleamed the lilac-tinted Easter lily
Soft-scented in the air for yards around
Alone, without a hint of guardian leaf!
Just like a fragile bell of silver rime
It burst the tomb for freedom sweet and brief
In the young pregnant year at Eastertime
And many thought it was a sacred sign
And some called it the resurrection flower
And I, a pagan, worshiped at its shrine
Yielding my heart unto its perfumed power
Brightwell Thompson - The Easter Flower (feat. Jeanne Fornari) Lyrics
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Far from this foreign Easter damp and chilly
My soul steals to a pear-shaped plot of ground
Where gleamed the lilac-tinted Easter lily
Soft-scented in the air for yards around
Alone, without a hint of guardian leaf!
Just like a fragile bell of silver rime
It burst the tomb for freedom sweet and brief
In the young pregnant year at Eastertime
And many thought it was a sacred sign
And some called it the resurrection flower
And I, a pagan, worshiped at its shrine
Yielding my heart unto its perfumed power
My soul steals to a pear-shaped plot of ground
Where gleamed the lilac-tinted Easter lily
Soft-scented in the air for yards around
Alone, without a hint of guardian leaf!
Just like a fragile bell of silver rime
It burst the tomb for freedom sweet and brief
In the young pregnant year at Eastertime
And many thought it was a sacred sign
And some called it the resurrection flower
And I, a pagan, worshiped at its shrine
Yielding my heart unto its perfumed power
Writer: Claude McKay
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