It wasn't so long ago
When you said to me
We'd meet up some summer day
And head for the sea
Oh, look how it goes
So softly it glows
See the nights drawing in
Oh, listen to the wind blowing
You gave me a silk kerchief
A token to hold
I stood at the forest gate
My hands clenched and cold
Oh, travellers came by
As day turned to night
Said, 'Who have you heard on the road?'
'Oh, no-one but the wind that blows!'
So was it the alcohol
That made you so bold?
Or was it the stirring spring
Arousing your soul?
Oh, I traded my troth
For hollow oaths
Hear these words that I sing
Oh, carried on the wind blowing!
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