
I hung you, my lute, on a willow,
And beneath you I laid down to sleep,
How long it took, no one will know,
But I must have been sleeping deep.
I woke up in a valley transformed
And froze because while I slept,
Over us came a windstorm.
Everything I had, was swept.
But the willow, untouched, still dances
And my faithful lute's still in place,
In the rain, it merged with branches,
And now about a hurricane it plays.
In the rain, it merged with branches,
And now about a hurricane it plays.
And beneath you I laid down to sleep,
How long it took, no one will know,
But I must have been sleeping deep.
I woke up in a valley transformed
And froze because while I slept,
Over us came a windstorm.
Everything I had, was swept.
But the willow, untouched, still dances
And my faithful lute's still in place,
In the rain, it merged with branches,
And now about a hurricane it plays.
In the rain, it merged with branches,
And now about a hurricane it plays.
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