[Persephone] Pour the wine and raise a cup Drink up, brothers, you know how And spill a drop for Orpheus Wherever he is now
[Persephone and Eurydice] Some birds sing when the Sun shines bright Our praise is not for them
[Persephone] But the ones who sing in the dead of night We raise our cups to them
[Persephone and Eurydice] Wherever he is wandering Alone upon the earth Let all our singing follow him
[Persephone] And bring him comfort
[Company, Persephone and Eurydice] Some flowers bloom Where the green grass grows Our praise is not for them But the ones who bloom in the bitter snow We raise our cups to them
