Flutes of Chi

(music)
Everything that you are
That you'd like to be
Will come in three my friend
Times thine inequity
The flutes of the chi
Will sound again my friend
(music)
Wrap yourself up in gold
The fruits of the old
Are ripe to be told my friend
For it's not what you are
How you've come to be
All this will end and begin again
（music）
Everything that you are
That you'd like to be
Will come in three my friend
Times thine inequity
The flutes of the chi
Will sound again my friend
（end）