Golden hue, no cloud but for smoky whisper in the sky Endless streams of yellow sun warm Starry flowers, the gra** is j**eled As the wind blows through my heart Through the trees of heavens stars And the elder days still echo In this timeless land Beyond myself and full of weary, slumber my head is down Other worldly sense and beauty Lull my sheltered dreams this night As ageless magic, elven music, pour upon my sleepy brow So far away yet so close to homely Feelings fill me up somehow As the wind blows