The wind was on the withered heath
but in the forest stirred no leaf
there shadows lay by night and day
and dark things silent crept beneath
The wind came down from mountains cold
older than any story that is told
The grass hissed, their tassles bent
the reeds were rattling and on it went
a shaken pool under the heavens cool
where racing clouds were torn and rent
It passed the lonely Mountain bare
and swept above the dragon's lair
there black and dark lay boulders stark
and flying smoke was in the air
It left the world and took its flight
over the wide seas of the night
The moon set sail upon the gale
and stars were fanned to leaping light
Of secrets long lost sings the wind
Of times forgotten and the dust of the old
Of white bones that lay in the cold
Of distant echoes somewhere in time told
Hear the endless call
of hope and regret
mixed as a lamentation
forever singing to the lands
Of dreams long lost now sings the wind
Of futures forgotten and the dust of the old
Of rusty swords and broken bows
Of distant echoes and songs of victory
Hear the endless call
of hope and regret
mixed as a lamentation
forever singing to the lands
It passed the lonely Mountain bare
and swept above the dragon's lair
there black and dark lay boulders stark
and flying smoke was in the air
It left the world and took its flight
over the wide seas of the night
The moon set sail upon the gale
and stars were fanned to leaping light
The wind was on the withered heath
but in the forest stirred no leaf
there shadows lay by night and day
and dark things silent crept beneath
The wind came down from mountains cold
older than any story that is told
The grass hissed, their tassles bent
the reeds were rattling and on it went
The day has ended, dim are my eyes
but a journey long before me lies
the wind sings its never ending song
beneath the eternal and ever bending sky |
