Western wind, when will thou blow?
The small rain down, can rain.
Oh if my love were in my arms and I in my bed again.
East wind over a foreign lane
Out of an alien sky
This is the road she chose to go
When she kissed her love goodbye
With a west wind blowing by
Western wind, when will thou blow?
The small rain down, can rain.
Oh if my love were in my arms and I in my bed again.
Now once more on the highest hill
She stood to see his face
But when she turned the west wind came
And made her steps retrace
And said this is your place
Western wind, when will thou blow?
The small rain down, can rain.
Oh if my love were in my arms and I in my bed again.
Far lands beckon so strange and fair
They call a youth away
But when the eastern wind blows cold
And alien skies are grey
She dreams of a younger day
Western wind, when will thou blow?
The small rain down, can rain.
Oh if my love were in my arms and I in my bed again.
Oh if my love were in my arms and I in my bed again.

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