Oh misty wind of the midnight's dream,
What is this grief that you sing in my ear?
Is it the stories of lives carved in the darkness,
Or is it of the desperation in your loneliness?
Oh mighty storm that's building inside,
Spare the mast of hope from collapse.
When I'm casted away a fathom far,
Raise me up with the monsoon's delight.
Oh fiery monsters of distrust and rage,
What's blinding you in this endless trance?
Where will you shelter from the inevitable pain,
A far away land you will love again?
Oh beloved, where did I fall?
To the beauty of the desert,
Or the illusion of its mirage?
A death trap for the lost man.
Haunt me like a long forgotten song
Buried deep in an abandoned heart,
Like the monsoon storm that forgot to rain
On a despair earth desolate behind.
Lift me up in your cold arms,
And take me to a far away land,
Sing me to sleep, on a mother's lap,
A love story where we will meet in the end.
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