My love, whispers of your heart's song,
The winds themselves, they softly throng.
My love, whispers of your heart's song,
The winds, they carry secrets along.
When thunder roars, the world stands still,
My eyes behold you, and tears fulfill.
Come, my love, to ease my plight,
And end my sorrows in the fading light.
The world is barren, calling my name,
Never valuing the love, the flame.
Come, my love, to ease my plight,
And end my sorrows in the fading light.
My love, whispers of your heart's song,
The winds themselves, they softly throng.
My love, whispers of your heart's song,
The winds, they carry secrets along.
The world is barren, calling my name,
Never valuing the love, the flame.
Come, my love, to ease my plight,
And end my sorrows in the fading light.
The world is barren, calling my name,
Never valuing the love, the flame.
Come, my love, to ease my plight,
And end my sorrows in the fading light.
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