Wild Wind

Just when I took the wild wind,
I was already felt him heat.
I asked: “Please, tell me why
You can be free and you can fly?

You maybe know all in this world,
So then why you has not told
Where can I find my real love?
That’s why you must tell me it now!”

But wild wind was very silent
And I set him free to his island.
So I remained without the answer,
Perhaps, I will ask this from weather…


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