Too soon it came I had to leave my land
My mystic woods, the hills and the fields
I had to leave my beloved one
Couldn't ride to the forest again

My dream I'll come to you
Someday in these years
With the wind I will come
When you gave up to cry

My dear here I swear
I'll appear in the night
No one will see me come
In the weakest moonlight

Last night I saw the silver moon
Sleeping in a amber coloured sky
I craved but knew I had to leave
When I glanced I swore by my tears

When I rode noone saw me crying
For a dream I always should live
In thoughts I am
And with every single step
A thought soon becomes a tear

My dream I'll come to you...