Zephyr through the willows, Toss all my sorrows to the wind Listless leaves follow Silhouetted in the shallows of the stream In reflections of the tangles in the branches Of the trees there I have seen Silver daggers, chains of hearts, Lovers lost, Islands in the rain Zephyr through the willows Toss all my sorrows to the wind Memories, like masquerades, Make artifice of all my precious dreams Leaving empty shores, ghosts and shadows Like players in a scene In the reflections of the tangles in the branches Of the trees that I have seen Zephyr through the willows Toss all my sorrows to the wind Just reflections of the tangles in the branches Of the trees that I have seen Zephyr through the willows Toss all my sorrows to the wind Silver daggers, chains of hearts, Lovers lost, Islands in the rain