If you travel to the land of the north,
Where the wind blows in the woods,
Take with you a greeting to one who lives there.
To her like a goon ¥ng loved me.
If you travel through the blizzards,
When the elves freeze and the winter grows harsh,
Make sure she has a p Kisses her back
To warm and protect if the cold gets hard.
And look after me how she combs her hair,
If it be Tears and flows over her chest.
I still remember well, although it is long ago,
Her raven black hair as I remember her tail st.
I wonder if she still remembers me.
Maybe she thinks about me sometimes.
I can see her clearly when the night is here r
And I am rocked to sleep in the arms of my loneliness.
If you travel to the land of the north,
Where the wind whistles in the forests,
Take it with you a greeting to someone who lives there.
To her who once loved me.

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