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...