At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,
When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,
And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.
When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone,

The evil time will be over and done.
Source:
Chapter Eight, What Happened After Night, The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe
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