The Wind blows with sweet serenity,
Whispering in my ear
Of different places, sights and beauty,
Gladness, hope and fear.
She murmurs of lovers, kissing
Under a blooming rose-tree.
And jeweled, majestic mountains
Embraced by the gleaming sea.
She tells of war and enemies
Swallowed by the ravenous fire.
She takes delight at life's birth
With passionate desire.
She bids farewell, with a kiss on my cheek
And promises to return tomorrow.
If you carefully listen to the Wind speak,
She may be right outside your window.
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