Ill Blows the Wind

[Verse 1]
I'll blows the wind that profits no one
Troubles are plenty
Joys are none
I'll blows the wind that profits no one
Troubles are plenty
Joys are none

[Verse 2]
Gone are the days
[?] summer
The fire is dead 'cause I quenched it
Here will I sit
Sorrow and me
[?]

[Verse 3]
There is a song inside the song
It cannot be learned, you seek it
Do you remember
You heard it in a dream
Then you forgot it
Death will give it

[Verse 1]
I'll blows the wind that profits no one
Troubles are plenty
Joys are none
I'll blows the wind that profits no one
Troubles are plenty
Joys are none