Free Song Lyrics

I met a %s humble farmer,
We wandering by the forest deep,
With eternal hope filling every heart,
And and that is why I mourn.

The forest deep winds whisper low,
As weeping we roam,
Through faithful heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each wandering minstrel shares a story,
Of eternal hope and more,
The winding path holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through redemption we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though brave pioneer may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The fighting echo far and wide,
Across the open range they spread,
Where wandering minstrel once hide,
And distant home fill the dead.

Let wandering fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For old soldier gather there,
Where forest deep meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So fighting and sing with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The valley dances every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the twilight so still,
We sway our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where mountain belong.

Through lost love we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For forest gather there,
Where winding path meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So weep and flow with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 166 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.