The old Wind was roaming the world together with all his sons his daughter get lost in a valley storming and raining around
When tired of her games she entered A cave to rest from the joy. She found a man so handsome and strong So different from all that she knew
Suddenly they fell in love blustering passion A week together they passed until the wind angry searching for her found the cave with his
daughter in his arms and his anger burst in hate Blind fury ended every dream with violence
Her tears like crystals in the night is it worth living after your reason dies Al her hopes died in that moment of pain Her teared heart resting on his dead corpse
She refused to go with her father her silent tears turned to stones Queen of that valley of sorrow Blowing her pain till today
Listen betwen the hurdles in the roar of the waves, the wailing of a love, turned to dust.