I loved a maid as fair as summer, with sunlight in her hair
I loved a maid as red as autumn, with sunset in her hair
I loved a maid as white as winter, with moonglow in her hair
I loved a maid as spry as springtime, with blossoms in her hair

As the land changes masks, so follow my maids & I
Whether balmy hot and sopping wet or cutting sweet and dry
Ere my life the good lords fell, I’ll prize the memory of
Each and every lass I’ve held for a spell - the seasons of my love

I loved a maid as wet as meadows, with dewdrops in her lips
I loved a maid as thick as honey, with nectar in her lips
I loved a maid as shy as snowflakes, with purple in her lips
I loved a maid as fresh as seaspray, with eddies in her lips

I loved a maid as strong as dreamwine, with phantoms in her eyes
I loved a maid as tart as cider, with amber in her eyes
I loved a maid as warm as kindling, with ember in her eyes
I loved a maid as light as cotton, with lacework in her eyes

One cup for every lass that I’ve held for a spell
You are the seasons of my love