The wind is blowing over the grass
It whistles through trees, whose leaves shine silver
Far away will go the wind
Over the hills and mountains, to the edge of the horizon
I will go with the breeze
High over the sky
Forever free
I will go with you, and soar in the arms of the wind
Forever free
My laughter will echo through the canyons
My love will whistle through the grass
My soul will travel with the wind
Forever free
I will be the child of the wind
It whistles through trees, whose leaves shine silver
Far away will go the wind
Over the hills and mountains, to the edge of the horizon
I will go with the breeze
High over the sky
Forever free
I will go with you, and soar in the arms of the wind
Forever free
My laughter will echo through the canyons
My love will whistle through the grass
My soul will travel with the wind
Forever free
I will be the child of the wind




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