A Heavenly wind comes riding in,
Sweet and warm, free from sin.
Cool for the dawn, dew for the eve,
The prettyist clouds you'll ever see.
What O wind do you bring to me?
My lovers song through the Willow tree.
To sail across the open sea,
Our sail awaits upon the water for thee.
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