|   | Lament to the Windby Michael RichardsAKA Bard/harper Mykal
    Winds four quarters; warm, icy,Damp and dry, hear now my plea!
 Grant me aid, I stand apart.
 Help me mend a shattered heart.
 
    Eastern wind, blow gently, please.Cleanse my soul of deadly hurt.
 Cleanse my heart, oh caring breeze.
 Cleanse my mind, make me alert.
 Care for me till my pain's ceased,
 Caring wind blow from the east.
 
    Southern wind, blow burning warm.Give me strength to stand up straight.
 Strength to last through mine own storm,
 Not to curse uncaring fate.
 To my strength add your own share:
 Aid me south wind's warming air.
 
    Winds four quarters; warm, icy,Damp and dry, hear now my plea!
 Grant me aid, I stand apart.
 Help me mend my shattered heart.
 
    Western wind, in from the sea.Bring to me your gentle rain.
 Sooth my heart: let me be free.
 Free from all this burning pain.
 Grant me my much-needed rest:
 Ease my soul, wind of the west.
 
    Northern wind, blow cold, blow cruel.Sheathe my aching heart in ice.
 All around my soul enfold:
 I know I needn't call you twice.
 Bring me my much needed ease,
 Chill me north wind's frozen breeze.
 
    Winds four quarters; warm, icy,Damp and dry, hear now my plea!
 Grant me aid, I stand apart.
 Help me mend my shattered heart.
 
    Help me mend my shattered heart.
     
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