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  • Longing, yearning / wishful, dread
    Plaintive, mourning / woeful, weary
    Cruel be the wind that carries this tune,
    Song Clad in mourning veil.
    Deaf be the ears that it falls upon,
    Sorrow so overwhelming.
    Forever and forever more
    She'll haunt these moors
    Eternally and even beyond
    She'll dance in the early morning mists
    In autumn, in summer, in spring
    In winters chilling wind
    Over moors and beyond lakes
    It echoes ever mourning
    In autumn, in summer, in spring
    In winters chilling wind
    Over moors and beyond lakes
    The Sad song of the
    Woods Longing, yearning / wishful, dread
    Plaintive, mourning / woeful, weary
    Cold be the mind and cold be the soul,
    Cold as glacial waters in late autumn.
    Cold be heart that carries such wounds,
    She grieves, unsilent.
    Forever and forever more
    She'll haunt these moors
    Eternally and beyond
    She'll dance in the early morning mists
    In autumn, in summer, in spring
    In winters chilling wind
    Over moors and beyond lakes
    It echoes ever mourning
    In autumn, in summer, in spring
    In winters chilling wind
    Between the seasons it echoes
    The Sad song of the
    Woods.
  • Longing, yearning / wishful, dread
    Plaintive, mourning / woeful, weary
    Cruel be the wind that carries this tune,
    Song Clad in mourning veil.
    Deaf be the ears that it falls upon,
    Sorrow so overwhelming.
    Forever and forever more
    She'll haunt these moors
    Eternally and even beyond
    She'll dance in the early morning mists
    In autumn, in summer, in spring
    In winters chilling wind
    Over moors and beyond lakes
    It echoes ever mourning
    In autumn, in summer, in spring
    In winters chilling wind
    Over moors and beyond lakes
    The Sad song of the
    Woods Longing, yearning / wishful, dread
    Plaintive, mourning / woeful, weary
    Cold be the mind and cold be the soul,
    Cold as glacial waters in late autumn.
    Cold be heart that carries such wounds,
    She grieves, unsilent.
    Forever and forever more
    She'll haunt these moors
    Eternally and beyond
    She'll dance in the early morning mists
    In autumn, in summer, in spring
    In winters chilling wind
    Over moors and beyond lakes
    It echoes ever mourning
    In autumn, in summer, in spring
    In winters chilling wind
    Between the seasons it echoes
    The Sad song of the
    Woods.