Answer Me with Silence
When my search is fruitless

And my spirit pines for rest

Setting sun and frozen field

Answer me with silence

Fill with light, my longing soul

As the chill of winter grows

Tell me what the wide moors know

Answer me with silence

Say not your thoughts

Say nothing at all

You, my love, who know me well
Touch me where my true heart dwells

Where there are no words to say

Answer me with silence

When my search is fruitless

And my spirit pines for rest

All things I hold dearest

Answer me with silence

Answer me with silence