Christopher Tin, Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, Voces8 and Barnaby Smith - Wild Swans

Cry
I looked in my heart while the wild swans went
Over
And what did I see I had not seen before?
Only a question less or a question more
And what did I see? No less, no more, and
Nothing to match the flight of wild birds flying
Wild
Come over the town again
Trailing your legs and crying
I looked inside my
Tiresome heart, forever living, forever dying
House without air, I leave and lock your door
Forever more I leave you
Wild swans, come over the town again
Trailing your legs and crying

Written by:
Christopher Tin, Edna St. Vincent Millay

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