Like a mother takes care of her children
The nightwind cries for her
Hear those silent whispers...
Like an infant's very first words
Light a candle for those who once were
And the dreams that never came true
Hear the silent crying of souls
Who lost their way home

See a child and how he dies
Under the shade of a birch
The silent nightwind's lullaby
Rocks the cradle of this world

Like a falling star of darkness
Gives the final sign of its life
This forsaken child of the full moon
Searching for a peaceful place to die
He sees a tree, the mighty one
Like the one of his early years
Now he feels the safe under the tree
And calls his mother wind

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See the circle of light and the child
And his heart full of nightly peace
Hear the divine tune, the prettiest one
The nightwind's nightly verse
Light a candle for those who once were
(And their) hopeful dreams that never came true
Hear the silent weeping of souls
Who lost their way home

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