Wipe your tears away my love,
Cry not tears of sorrow because I am leaving,
Rather, cry tears of joy that I am going to be returning.
I will be away from you,
But fear not a dying love.
For I, unlike the free wind,
Fly only to you on the wings of angels.
To true home, to your smile,
I shall return again.
Held soft in my arms again,
Head upon my shoulder,
You shall rest soundly once more.
For our piece of time is still growing,
In our hands together.
Air, land and water;
Unable to keep our fingers from coming together.
Wipe your tears away my love,
I shall return again.