Winnow is a fae of fortune
Friend to lovers in a fear
Wondering what lies before them
Why their future’s all unclear
And oh my love
Our fears are chilling
What’s to come for you and me?
Is it tearful? Is it thrilling?
Winnow carries destiny
Winnow holds a sack of tokens
Green for envy, tears-in-blue
Twisted bindings for a quarrel
Swirling shells for I-love-you
And oh my love
His gifts are truthful
When a mortal pays a fee
Be they joyous, be they ruthful
They do winnow destiny
Winnow whistles as he’s walking
Sauntering the scented lanes
And spinning tunes of celebration
Sprightly jigs and bright refrains
And oh my love
I’ll pipe as sweetly
On my silver flute for thee
Should thou smile
And follow fleetly
Treading Winnow’s destiny
Winnow wears a cap and breeches
Jaunty as the summer breeze
That sweeps the meadows of the morning
Soughing heather on the leas
And oh my love
I’ll dance as sprightly
In my rustic boots for thee
Should thou smile
And answer brightly
Risking Winnow’s destiny
Winnow bears a staff of wonder
Gnarled in secrets trimmed with song
Freedom of the strings of duty
Hopes of magic bring no wrong
And oh my love
I’ll hold thy secrets
In my heart that beats for thee
Should thy smile
Be sweet and frequent
As we winnow destiny
Winnow’s passing gives me notions
Brings my mind to joyous things
Of daylit kisses from my beauty
When I offer Grandam’s ring
And oh my love
We’ll follow Winnow
Through the meadows, sweet with grass
In the forest dark with shadows
Step by step to future’s past
Winnow’s mien is all quicksilver
Walnut face a’crease with mirth
Slipping pensive into anger
Spite and fortune’s quick rebirth
And still my love
Should Winnow see us,
Laugh and beg a fairy fee
Then thy smile
Will free us featly
Handfast to our destiny
Friend to lovers in a fear
Wondering what lies before them
Why their future’s all unclear
And oh my love
Our fears are chilling
What’s to come for you and me?
Is it tearful? Is it thrilling?
Winnow carries destiny
Winnow holds a sack of tokens
Green for envy, tears-in-blue
Twisted bindings for a quarrel
Swirling shells for I-love-you
And oh my love
His gifts are truthful
When a mortal pays a fee
Be they joyous, be they ruthful
They do winnow destiny
Winnow whistles as he’s walking
Sauntering the scented lanes
And spinning tunes of celebration
Sprightly jigs and bright refrains
And oh my love
I’ll pipe as sweetly
On my silver flute for thee
Should thou smile
And follow fleetly
Treading Winnow’s destiny
Winnow wears a cap and breeches
Jaunty as the summer breeze
That sweeps the meadows of the morning
Soughing heather on the leas
And oh my love
I’ll dance as sprightly
In my rustic boots for thee
Should thou smile
And answer brightly
Risking Winnow’s destiny
Winnow bears a staff of wonder
Gnarled in secrets trimmed with song
Freedom of the strings of duty
Hopes of magic bring no wrong
And oh my love
I’ll hold thy secrets
In my heart that beats for thee
Should thy smile
Be sweet and frequent
As we winnow destiny
Winnow’s passing gives me notions
Brings my mind to joyous things
Of daylit kisses from my beauty
When I offer Grandam’s ring
And oh my love
We’ll follow Winnow
Through the meadows, sweet with grass
In the forest dark with shadows
Step by step to future’s past
Winnow’s mien is all quicksilver
Walnut face a’crease with mirth
Slipping pensive into anger
Spite and fortune’s quick rebirth
And still my love
Should Winnow see us,
Laugh and beg a fairy fee
Then thy smile
Will free us featly
Handfast to our destiny