| Song | Silver Swan |
| Artist | Qntal |
| Album | Mystic Spirits: Special Classic Edition 6 |
| The silver swan, who living had no note, | |
| When death approached | |
| Unlocked her silent throat; | |
| Leaning her breast | |
| Against the ready shore, | |
| Thus sung her first and last, | |
| And sung no more: | |
| Farewell, all joys; | |
| O death, come close mine eyes; | |
| More geese than swans now live, | |
| More fools than wise. |