Winter winds they do blow cold, The time of year, it is chosen. Now the frost and fire, And now the sea is frozen. He who sleeps he does not see The
Four strong winds that blow lonely seven seas that run high All these things that don't change come what may But my good times are all gone and I'm bound
Refrain: Four strong winds that blow long Seven seas that run high All these things that won't change Come what may Well, our good times are all gone
I saw an orange robe burning I saw a youth on fire I saw metal machines that were turning On a generation that hadn't yet tired I heard of two generations
It's only when the high winds blow that I wish my hair was long Sailing through the autumn leaves singin' an ancient song Or falling in love in the streets
The lady's adrift in a foreign land Singing on issues both humble and grand A decade flew past her and there on the page She read that the prince had
I can feel them, they're here. The howling winds of war. You can sense them. They are bad omens. You can see the death dealing hordes. And for eons now
As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts Oh, the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through
Prepare you sweet flowers, for winter advances And drink well the sunlight that touches your form. Draw strength from the earth and repay her with beauty
'Tis advertised in Boston New York and Buffalo A hundred hearty sailors A whalin' for to go Blow, ye winds, o' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho Haul away
I'm goin' where them chilly winds don't blow Gonna find a true love that is where I want to go Out where them chilly winds don't blow Sing your song,
Four strong winds that blow lonely seven seas that run high All these things that won't change come what may But our good times are all gone and I'm bound
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For so very long it has been so very, very cold Right here where I am, For so far is the time... When you came and brought peace to this chaos inside
Lies and desire And the fuel to humble fires Considering the end, where the winds begin And I see the way we're lost among the episodes They cannot see
Pre intro g d c g G g d Have you seen her run through the wild things D c c d Dropping behind her the child's things that she'll no longer
Sons of Northern darkness Under the throne of the moon United with forces of evil And infernal doom Lords of tragedies storms As the valley gates opens
