| Song | Whispers of the Muse |
| Artist | Sorg Uten Tårer |
| Album | Autumn Wind |
| I have met her | |
| in a dream I had | |
| twenty springs ago | |
| and every night since then | |
| she is timeless | |
| with fair blond hair | |
| as tall as I am | |
| eyes as warm as her smile | |
| sometimes she runs | |
| and I have to chase | |
| through the scenes of my | |
| wild and endless dreams | |
| sometimes she sings | |
| songs that I would write | |
| words that I would say | |
| when I wake up next day | |
| To see my dreamborn muse | |
| I sleep with an excuse | |
| I despise the sun | |
| And morning with all my heart |