Frozen streams and vapours gray,
cold and waste the landscape lay...
then a hale of wind.
Hither-whirling, thither-swilrling,
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...