Wudugast کے بول

For centuries roaming among these beams My ghostly voice haunting and whistling through the trees Rarely seen but always my presence felt A lonely soul trapped between life and death Condemned to dwell In this wood my spirit shall stay Until time will take this forest away A man of war, wearied and battle-stained Then came my fate, by an arrow felled but here remained A sorry heart, my thoughts my only friend Wandering on, and I fear my pain will never end Some say they've seem me floating from tree to tree Hooded and clad in green, shrouded in mystery Some say they've heard me singing my mournful song Crying for anyone to set my spirit free In this wood my spirit shall stay Until time will take this forest away