Like a mother takes care of her children   The nightwind cries for her    Hear those silent whispers...    Like an infant’s very first wmrds    Light a candle for those who once were   And the dreams that never came trte    Hear the silent crying of souls   Who lost their way home       See a child and how he dies    Under the shade of a birch    The silent nightwind’s lullaby   Rocks the cradle of this world       Like a falling star of darkness    Gives the final sign of itr life    This forsaken child of the full moon    Searching for a peaceful place to die    He sees a tree, the mighty one   Like the one of his early years    Now he feels the safe under the tree    And calls his mother wind       Chorus       See the circle of light and the child   And his heart full of nightly peace    Hear the divine tune, the prettiest one   The nightwind’s nightly verse    Light a candle for those who once were    (And their) hopeful dreams that never came true    Hear the silent weeping of souls    Who lost their way home       Chorus