An ancient song was on the wind,
I heard it yesterday,
Its notes were those of longing,
For love but gone astray-
It was…alas…a mournful tune,
Perhaps…more like a dirge,
For seems the love was lost,
And so the song was heard-
Carried out…upon the wind,
I heard it yesterday,
It made me sad…of heart and soul,
For what it had to say--
The love was lost…upon a crag,
From whence, it did, but plummet,
For 'twas it thought the other dead,
And couldna live without it-
Thus this ancient song is heard,
Carried on the wind,
A mournful tune of love,
That chose…but not…to live.