Chorus

I am the first of the daughters,
"I am the first"
I was born of songs both pure and true.
"I was born of songs"
My many voices sing as one,
"Sing as one"
so that my thoughts may carry through.
"My thoughts may carry"

All of my many eyes see such beauty,
"See such beauty"
That one voice could not express.
"One voice could not"
So I created many to sing of wonder,
"Sing of wonder"
Not fear, or pain, or distress.
"Pain or distress"

Come to my parlour in the singing halls,
"The singing halls"
Where The Choir itself does rest.
"Choir itself does rest"
Sit and hear my entrancing tales aplenty,
"Entrancing tales aplenty"
In the plush comfort of my nest.
"Comfort of my nest"