The Wind in the Hollows (“Moriah’s Song”) - By Jack Diamond



The Wind in the Hollows (“Moriah’s Song”)
-          By Jack Diamond

Oh, dig my grave and let me sleep
Where the mountains mourn and the winds do weep
And above my breast let the poppies grow
And o'er my head let the cold winds blow
Let the wind in the hollows sing high and low
Let the wind in the hollows sing low

I had a love and he gave to me
A treasure fine from his legacy
I made a vow by the moon above
That his gift I'd keep in the name of love
Let the wind in the hollows sing high and low
Let the wind in the hollows sing low

Then the cold winds came and my love grew still
And I laid him down 'neath the lonely hill
And I turned my face to the western sky
And I bid farewell to the days gone by
Let the wind in the hollows sing high and low
Let the wind in the hollows sing low

He left no fortune to call my own
Just a pair of babes and a piece of bone
With a heavy heart and a dreary load
I set my feet on the western road
Let the wind in the hollows sing high and low
Let the wind in the hollows sing low

"Kind sir, kind sir, if you pity me
Take this piece of bone from my legacy
It's a token rare and a treasure fine
It is all I have of what once was mine."
Let the wind in the hollows sing high and low
Let the wind in the hollows sing low

"That worthless bone is no treasure rare
But a pauper's dream borne upon the air"
So I took my babes and I went back home
Where the night bird sings and the winds do moan
Let the wind in the hollows sing high and low
Let the wind in the hollows sing low

In the dark of night came a howling cry
"Give us what you have or your babes will die"
"By the moon that shines over yonder tree,
No treasure of mine will you take from me"
Let the wind in the hollows sing high and low
Let the wind in the hollows sing low

Now the cold winds blow o'er my lonely bed
But I walk the lands of the restless dead
Never will my soul know the peaceful sleep
All for a vow that I could not keep
Let the wind in the hollows sing high and low
Let the wind in the hollows sing low

Referencia

Werewolf The Apocalypse - Rage Across Appalachia, p. 146, 147

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