Maybe-o'-the Leaves-Ataraxia

Oh, mylord, you never returned I was waiting for you my love You told me to see The scarlet leaves, the scarlet leaves When they had fallen on the earth You would have returned You would have returned Oh mylord, now I'm laying on the ground I'm still waiting for you, my love Oh mylord, now I'm laying on the cold ground And i'm still waiting for you, my love Now I fell the scarlet leaves Flying over me, flying over me Please, please, come to me And spread my ashes among scarlet leaves I would like to flutter with them I would like to have wings I would like to feel breeze and air I would like to be wind Seasons have passed and I'm still alone In the breeze in the snow, my love With the eyes of my soul I will nevermore See scarlet leaves The feeble eyes of my soul Now they are closed I will never return Oh, mylord, now that you've returned I'll never return