[Intro] Cello's sorrowful tune in the misty wood Wind whispers, leaves rustle, a traveler's good [Verse] In the shroud of fog, where the path does wind A lone figure walks, with a heavy mind [Chorus] Oh, the melancholy of the lost one's feet In the quiet forest, a sorrowful retreat [Outro] The cello's final note, a sad farewell In the misty forest, it's tale does tell