The lonely maiden doth roam
Hoping to hear her true love come
He sees her wander from afar
But her beauty he cannot bear to mar
Shall he compare her to a summer's day?
Or like a flower blooming in May?
One mere touch from his icy hands
And he could wipe this beauty from the land.
Blow, blow, oh mighty winter wind
Your love will search for you till the end
She will not know you until you blow
Sing sweetly to her, sing high and low
Her beauty will only shine all the more
True love will bear all that's in store
For light and wind are equally matched
And a true love's kiss is easily snatched.
Listen, listen, there he is!
He is greeted with a loving kiss.
But that is all, for she fears
That he could melt into tears
But he can only grow stronger still
As true love has a stronger will
For when it binds together two hearts
Each soul must do its part.
Thus they walk together hand in hand
Walking together across the land
He does compare her to a summer day
Like a golden flower blooming in May
And he will blow, this winter wind
Singing a love song till the end
For never more will either roam
They have found in each other their home.