All the shadows blue, in the winter moon,
The stars within the darkness,
They remember you, and they sorrow too,
With all the winds that blow.

Every book you'd read, in the evening breeze,
As stars shone in the darkness,
Still it waits to see, will you turn its leaves,
With all the winds that blow?

See, the window too - that once you looked through,
Out on the stars, the darkness -
It remembers you, in this empty room,
With all the wind so cold.

And that phantom moon is a window too,
The stars look through the darkness
To some summer moon, where our ghosts still move
Among the winds that blow...

You were my sould and my silence,
You were my hope, my lightness,
You were the sword at my side
Through all the winds that blow.

Now, the children play, through these shorter days,
Till stars show through the darkness.
Now, the young men stray, and nobody waits
Among the winds that blow.

All the shadows blue, in the winter moon,
The stars within the darkness.
They'll remember you, they will sorrow too,
And all the winds will blow.

All the winds will blow...