Listen for her steps Over the moor Call that is not heard Distant contour She will walk alone Where all things fade For nobody knows The weeping maid And she wanders in her blindfold Wilful quest for her own despair Never wonder who she was once Or from what estrangement she came Listen for her steps Over the moor Call that is not heard Distant contour She will walk alone Where all things fade For nobody knows The weeping maid Do not ask who she belongs to Do not try to find out her name Chasing after the malediction Of which she was never aware Listen for her steps Over the moor Call that is not heard Distant contour She will be alone When all hopes fade No-one will console The weeping maid Listen for her steps Over the moor Call that is not heard Distant contour She will be alone When all hopes fade No-one will console The weeping maid