who has seen the wind? barn swallow in the sky? neither I nor you but when the leaves and flowers hand trembling the wind is passing through
who has seen the wind? barn swallow in the sky? neither I nor you but when the leaves and flowers hand trembling the wind is passing through
pray but one prayer for me, for me think but one thought of me up in the stars the morning light slips faint and gray twixt the leaves of the aspen, betwixt the cloud-bars pray but one prayer for me twixt thy closed lips