The wind is like a dream,
Wind-not rain,
The wind doesn't like colds,
The wind is free –
You won't find it,
You can't drink from small dishes.
What is this dream about? –
About eternal love,
Trust me, he won't be afraid.,
After all, he is what he is
on every path
He can remain himself.
It is simple and it is pure,
The hurricane sleeps in it,
But he does not raise adversity,
When does the fog come to earth
He's waiting for the right weather again.
What does the wind want?
What was his trembling about?
What he sighs about at night..?
You'll find him in the pine forest,
But henceforth you will not open it with your keys.
The wind that smells of the forest
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