The Little Mute Boy

The little boy was looking for his voice.(The King of the crickets had it.)In a drop of waterthe little boy was looking for his voice.

I do not want it for speaking with;

I will make a ring of itso that he may wear my silenceon his little finger.

In a drop of waterthe little boy was looking for his voice.(The captive voice, far away.

Put on a cricket' clothes.)