As the sky falls white on Elsweyr When the frost forms on the lake When the fires blaze in brightness When old bones begin to ache Then cats cast off their budis And fur keeps out the cold And small moon chases big moon And tells him secrets old But then blue skies o'er Elsweyr When rivers stream with light When fires die in ashes When youth again takes flight Then cats rewrap their budis And comb out rich, thick manes And big moon chases small moon And frees her from her chains