What is the name you called me?-- 
And why did you go so soon?

The crows lift their caws on the wind, 
And the wind changed and was lonely.

The warblers cry thier sleepy-songs 
Across the valley gloaming, 
Across the cattle-horns of early stars.

Feathers and people in the crotch of a treetop 
Throw an evening waterfall of sleepy-songs.

What is the name you called me?-- 
And why did you go so soon?