The wind is like a soundless song
Sang for many generations
it's a song you can feel
Makes you want to move your feet
The wind is like a sightless bird
Flying everywhere without knowing were to go
it goes up and then stoops down low.
It touches the ground and turns around.
It makes want to scream and shout.
The wind is like and endless echo
It resounds here and there
And yet it�s everywhere
The wind is like a falling spring
it's there to drink
The sights around the world
It catches a mere blur.
The wind is like a dying heart
It strong and lively
And then it's dead and a simple memory.
The wind it like a soundless song.
