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Sound of mountain winds,
sound of cold rains falling.
On a night you talk of life’s changes,
the fire at the country tavern dies down, a cricket cries.

Lived or died says the same,
since living, a person grows older and dies.
But if this is so true of life, why should I feel it so
again today, at the very top of the mountain
I climbed to stand, weeping?

Mine to all at once
leave the house,
scramble up the mountain
and be there looking down on the sea.
The boat is out, sailing the sky’s edge.

Though the sun is sinking at the mountain crest,
it seems to be growing dark because of you.
Though the sun itself rises over the mountain ridge,
it seems that morning turns bright because of you.
Earth may collapse or the sky fall in,
but until the end, all that is, is because of you.
This is my only thought, that if the time should ever come,
like a shadow I will be with you.
Oh you, who once were my love!