bless the wind that brings you a sickness
he only wishes to bring you a smell and a taste
of faraway lands and of faraway times
he wishes not to bring you this dread hiemal curse
only caress and embrace passers-by on his unending route
it is of love, not of hate that the wind makes it so
do not fault him, but bless him
the wind and his curse,
and love him for love is the only thing true
bless him, the traveler, leave a song in his current
and a kiss in his unending route
love and bless the wind that brings you such fine things as these
love and bless the wind and forgive his disease

Bequeath upon me, the harrows of night,
Let moonlight bring warmth to my eyes,
My callouses soft to your touch and your voice,
Let me rest in the bed of your heart.

O sorrows that come, in the leaving of sun,
Dissipate in your presence, return back to ash,
And the shade, come upon me, turns into water,
And the oil in my veins returns back to blood.

Bequeath upon me, your eyes' loving embrace,
And I swear to turn blind to your unloving heart,
I shall rest in your roots and bathe in your tar,
Condemn and absolve me in the night that we lay.

O ember brings fire, that comes with the moon,
Let it burn, let it rage, let it ravage these fields,
With a primitive passion, for it is all that remains,
In the cold and the dark, before coming of day.

Bequeath upon me, a kiss that will bring
Love and destruction to my feeble skin
It is time to regress and collapse in the dust
Let the sea wash over our future that never was.

Is it not heaven that walks
In slender legs like cherry stems
And hair of chestnut brown,
That turns near crimson
In embrace of evening light,
And wistful mountain lakes
That slumber in her wistful eyes,
And tender mornings,
That rest upon her tender tongue.
She speaks in riddles to my mind
And in song to my waning heart
She enthralls, condemns, rejuvenates
She breaks me open, tears my lungs
And fills them up with honey sweet.
As I awake once more in dark
There is a light unfading
Right underneath my eyes.
Walk bravely in my dreams
And be not afraid to spend the night
It's warm out here
And it shall be warmer still with you
Oh heaven,
Oh lilac gentle, heavenly sent.