Dawnsky · Chronicles

 (( A new song! The music to go with it would be considered Celtic in modern times, since I am obsessed with that kind of musics. :D ))

Whispers from the wind come to call
And they say, "I can take you away,
From all the pain and gore."
O, cherished voice,
That I have heard all these years,
Complete your promise.

Set me free
From all torture and blood.
I hear you through the ice rain
And black swirling shadows,
Coaxing, charming. 
I hear you in the meadows, calling out to me.
Never have you been faint or discrete.
You have always remained.

You, cherished voice, have been the signal for springtime. 
You, oh you, speak my forbidden sorrow.
"Listen, listen, my dear girl. Do not fear me, 
And listen to my calls. I can lead you," 
I hear you whispering.
I will brave.

Bring me some peace, as you have always, oh dear cherished voice.
Voice of lost loved ones,
Cherished voice of our future and past.
Cherished voice that saw all the signs.

Raise up my glass, and I hear,
"Come with me, dear lady. I would never harm. I shall set you free.
My breath makes the leaves dance."

Oh, cherished wind, bring me the good news.
Tell me that my loved ones are safe.
Tell me that my lover is true and strong.
Tell me that sorrow is never lost,
Only forgotten.

Oh, oh darling, cherished voice. 
Loved ones and lovers lost,
Bring me the news of the future,
Oh, cherished voice.