Gentle winds makes music true the breanches
High note that whiping - longing for you
thro' its joys and fears
Low note that brings sweet whispered words
speaking gently of passion to the lonely ear
Soothing Echos of our lover's vows
And the spirit bows before Beloved
that seems much like a fate
we can not escape
to thrill and faint
And no logic
No science could make us wise
in mystery of love science true
Why each atom of me belongs to you
Why each atom of you belongs to me
as inseperable link'd
Breathes of flame
that burns as closely
Despite out of sight cries
Leaves thursty thy desire on the lips
A kiss dream of thee that shapes our stringth and wekness
The secret power that bound in hearts of flesh
Walking true life gardens
Hand by hand
To hold on to a love with innocent grace
While out of sight
Gentle breeze brings whispers
Wait for me dear
I come to you