Frozen streams and vapours gray,
cold and waste the landscape lay...
then a hale of wind
Hither - whirling, thither - swirling,
spinn the fog and spinn the mist...
still we walked on through woods and wintry gray,
home through woods where winter lay - cold and dark...
(waiting for a change in the weather
waiting for a shift in the air
could we get there together, ever?
waiting for our late, late return)
Through the woods, home through the woods where winter lay...