Breeze Through the Weirwood Trees is a song most commonly known in the northern sections of Westeros.
He sat transfixed among the roots,
Beneath the frozen yew and oak.
In hushed tones reserved for sept,
Where Leaf and gale grew quiet, he spoke.
And there, hidden soft, he heard reply,
The tree speak too, in whispered sighs,
Upon the wind, and through the branches,
Flickering leaves, and breeze gone by.