"Wind by the Fireside" is a poem that has changed much over the ages - that much is clear to those who have studied it - but it is not known how much it has been altered, or why the alterations have taken place. Many scholars assume that these changes are representative of the natural evolution of language, as well as modern innovations of style. Little is known about the actual history of the poem, though some believe it to have some bearing upon the creator races of Faerûn. Others have speculated that it may have been written as an ode by a follower of some ancient religion. The popular version sung in Neverwinter is noted as the following, though other regions have variations in theme.
So as you shiver in the cold and the dark,
Look into the fire and see its spark -
Watching over you
As you walk in the wind's whistling claws.
Listen past the howling of the wolf's jaws.
Comes to you.
And when you're lost in trackless snow,
Look up high where the eagles go
Shines for you.
In deep, dark mine or on crumbling peak,
Hear the words of live I speak.
Are with you.
You are not forsaken
You are not forgotten
The North cannot swallow you.
The snows cannot bury you.
I will come for you.
Faerûn will grow warmer,
And the gods will smile
But oh, my love, guard yourself well -
All this may not happen for a long, long while.