We Are The Sayers:

Ah yes, we are the sayers;

Our words soothe the souls of everyone

and sound the strophes for the young people;

Ah yes, we are the sayers.

Behold, I shall speak of the witnessing of talkers,

of the slow words and smooth words.

We shall break  words together

And crack skulls,

As we formulate the logos

Of the quadrivium organum.

The word is given out

and the multitudes gather.

We are the sayers, the glorious sayers.

The chanter of the west has said:

Gather words and literati;

Sing in the pine trees of the land.

The chanter of the west has spoken,

And the stream of words played back,

Turned gibberish and singsong