That Wind Songtext
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That Wind Songtext
That wind I used to hear it swelling
With joy divinely deep
You might have seen my hot tears welling
But rapture made me weep
I used to love on winter nights
To lie and dream alone
Of all the hopes and real delights
My early years had known
That wind I used to hear it swelling
With joy divinely deep
You might have seen my hot tears welling
But rapture made me weep
And oh above the best of those
That coming time should bear
Heaven′s glorious stars they rose
Still beaming bright and fair
I used to love on winter nights
To lie and dream alone
Of all the hopes and real delights
My early years had known
And oh above the best of those
That coming time should bear
Like heaven's glorious stars they rose
Still beaming bright and fair
That wind I used to hear it swelling
With joy divinely deep
You might have seen my hot tears welling
But rapture made me weep
And oh above the best of those
That coming time should bear
Heaven′s glorious stars they rose
Still beaming bright and fair
That wind I used to hear it swelling
With joy divinely deep
You might have seen my hot tears welling
But rapture made me weep
With joy divinely deep
You might have seen my hot tears welling
But rapture made me weep
I used to love on winter nights
To lie and dream alone
Of all the hopes and real delights
My early years had known
That wind I used to hear it swelling
With joy divinely deep
You might have seen my hot tears welling
But rapture made me weep
And oh above the best of those
That coming time should bear
Heaven′s glorious stars they rose
Still beaming bright and fair
I used to love on winter nights
To lie and dream alone
Of all the hopes and real delights
My early years had known
And oh above the best of those
That coming time should bear
Like heaven's glorious stars they rose
Still beaming bright and fair
That wind I used to hear it swelling
With joy divinely deep
You might have seen my hot tears welling
But rapture made me weep
And oh above the best of those
That coming time should bear
Heaven′s glorious stars they rose
Still beaming bright and fair
That wind I used to hear it swelling
With joy divinely deep
You might have seen my hot tears welling
But rapture made me weep
Writer(s): Bettina Steingass, Emily Brontë, Roland Grosch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

