Upon the Shimmered Bough
Dzö-nga Lyrics

Behold, my child, the glistening ice upon the shimmered bough
And wind that slips betwixt the trees with melancholy sigh
A land that once caressed your cheek and carved your weathered brow
Whose hounds of winter, years from now, will call you to their cry

Come hither now and lay your gaze upon a stream bestilled
That deep within flows, even through the winter's coldest day
And carry with you all that you have seen throughout the years
For every step that you forget will lead you more astray
A thousand miles away
I long for your embrace
The warmth of your breath
Like sun on my neck

Beyond these endless hills
In nearly another world
I wonder if you think of me
I almost hope that you forgot

Embrace the cold, my child
Only death is reconciled
Release yourself from mortal coil
For on this bough you are reborn

Be soft, my child, and sing to those whose spirits wander yet
These snowy hills, and haunt in silent solitude the reave
In lands where time has come to rest in sempiternal bliss
Which mind and body may forsake but souls shall never leave

At the end, in fields of ice
I heard not the wind
But the rushing of my blood
And your immortal voice