A mist comes o'er the shore, from out of the sea's embrace The sun just going down the red without a face A mist falls on the water through the curtain lace ** anyplace A white to hurt the eyes stretches the fields afar The brightness of the full moon, footprints show where you are The snow becomes a mirror for the northerns tar ** there you are Oh mountains far, your bigness makes me near to you And flowers small your gentleness is how you grew But those teardrops on your petals, are they only dew? ** wish I knew A man holds tight his lady in the evening glade His coat around her shoulders keeps the chill away A willow spreads its limbs to make a lovers shade ** anyway...