Lirieke: Sting. If On A Winter's Night. Now Winter Comes Slowly.

(Music by Henry Purcell, Lyrics by Elkanah Settle, Arranged by Sting)

Now Winter comes slowly, Pale, Meager, and Old,
First trembling with Age, and then quiv'ring with Cold;
Benum'd with hard Frosts, and with Snow cover'd o'er,
Prays the Sun to Restore him, and Sings as before.