Long ago, the daughters of Jerusalem would go out and dance in the vineyards located on the outskirts of the city. And everyone who didn't have a wife would go there....

Have I grown too old? To find this vineyard?
Shall I be frozen, to idly play forevermore?
Will my strength fail me in the prison of my present world?

Or will I rise once more from this grounded earth,
And find my beloved?
She shall be my music forevermore...