Pleiades کے بول

Both the bears are in their chairs They're sitting in your upper room Each night they ascend the stairs And point to the north with dipping spoons I hear the seven sisters whisper they know the place from where they came Oh the hunter and the bull Are made full beneath the lion's mane Oh, all the stars align for the second time Oh, I drank the new design for the second time The brother twins each other lend A hand around the upper pole They drink the wine of the new design That makes the broken hearted whole The dragon came as he did before Tempting all into his door He wears stars as his disguise But a second time he will not rise Oh, all the stars align for the second time Oh, I drank the new design for the second time Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh