Wind why do you blow into poor people's eyes
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And push the rich ones ahead
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Not letting them have a breath of poverty
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Wind you stream the hair
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Of bad and good people
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Chill their bodies with yout blow
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Cool our exited minds
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Swing me on enormous sky
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So that I could flight like the birds
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Rise me into the air upon the swirling clouds
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Wind croon your song
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The most cool melody
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Wind tell your story
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In your cold song
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Wind you are immortal
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You outlve whole world
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You are indestructible
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Sinister and quiet
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Wind you break in your arms
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All the growing trees
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Sometimes you are might
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And then delicate graze
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Why do you wail like wolves
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Starving in the wilderness
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Sometimes you croon quiet
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Your deadly lullaby quiet
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Wind you pretend me
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With hour fresh inspiration
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You rush alwats ahead
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Changing someday the tempest
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Swing me on enormous sky
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So that I could flight like the birds
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Rise me into the air upon the swirling clouds
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And tease me in your cold touch
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Wind croon your song
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Wind - Storm Song
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Mordor |