Today it brings me song of land Of distant land where I have been, Of fairest place I’ve ever seen; Oh, northern wind, thou art my friend! My heart thumps out melody, Which tinkling notes awakes a dream Of lovely place where I have been, Of land where now I want to be. Away, away with northern song, My soul, it flies on wings of wind. And in my naive confused mind I’ll keep that precious tune for long. It calls for me, the wind that makes A tumult in the autumn air, That sweeps away unheard despair And plays with waves of crystal lakes. Another child that yet unborn, That cherish'd by the autumn hands – A song brought from the northern lands Will never make thee feel forlorn. And ghosts of Past that haunted thee The ones that thou tried hard to shun Will be dissolved in morning sun, Away from happiness they’ll flee. Betwixt thine eyes and starry sky A dreamy song of distant place, A sigh of soul lost in vast space, A tearful but not last good-bye. 22 August 2006