Harvest Nightwish

My harvest will come

A tiny valorous straw

Among the millions

Facing to the sun

I will pause before a man

Whose path has just begun

Something unsung our way comes

The quaternary code

Gave mankind a rose

So we could see the beautiful die

The strange peace of storm

Hovers over crops

And a child's face aglow before the scythe

Join the harvest of hundred fields

Hearty and tame

All going back to one single grain

Offer light to the coming day

Inspire a child

Water the field, surrender to the earth

They have beauty beyond all poetry

But choose a silent misery

The deeper their sea, the less remains

They'll find the pretty words

And tame flocks to herd

There's that, or a carousal of dare