A Pitcher of Summer

Eternal Winter's Echo: A Pitcher of Summer's Nostalgic Embrace
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Lyrics

One morning, before the leaves began changing

Refers to a moment in the morning before the onset of autumn.

I caught a piece of summer and poured it into a pitcher;

Describes capturing a essence of summer and placing it in a container.


This I placed in the cellar on a shelf collecting dust .

The container with summer is stored in a cellar, gathering dust.

Autumn, then winter, rose up from the sea, and my

Seasons change to autumn and winter, transforming the surroundings into snow-covered gardens.

Garden was a garden filled with unbroken snow.

Visualizes the garden covered in unbroken snow during winter.


No flower strained its face to the ice giants' whisper,

No signs of life or growth despite the harsh conditions.

No life coloured the vision of a newborn Spring babe.

No positive impact on the vision or hope for a new beginning.

My cellar-water dripping into a pail

Water from the cellar drips into a pail, possibly symbolizing the passing of time.


And I lifted my piece of summer

The speaker retrieves the captured essence of summer.

Like a piece of memory or a dream

Compares the summer essence to a memory or dream.


Like these, caught on film

Comparing the captured summer essence to memories caught on film.

And carried it to the garden floes,

Transferring the essence to the garden, with the wind causing drifting stars.

The wind turning drifting stars to madness.

The wind's effect on the surroundings, possibly bringing chaos or change.


Poured forth gracefully, this theric tincture

The poured essence has transformative qualities, lifting the symbolic coat-of-arms of winter.

Lifts winter's coat-of-arms with coaxing aromas and electricity.

Describes the positive effects of the essence, including aromas and electricity.

Used with vigilance, a Pitcher of Summer stirs a memory into swooning,

Using the essence stirs memories into a swooning state, possibly reflecting on the past.

And bravely, the flowers of the past will stretch their limbs into the sky

The bravery of past memories allowing growth and reaching towards the sky.

While snow falls quietly all around.

Despite the snowfall, there is a quiet resilience and persistence in the environment.

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