The Song Of Wind

Wind's rope
Wind's rope
Ring out, dreams echo

Wind's rope
Wind's rope

In the face of death
Judging everything

Lai ai ai, crying out
Lai ai ai, flowers wither in death
Engulfed, disappearing
Just as the wind wishes
Lai ai ai, why does the waist tremble
Lai ai ai, flowers wither in death
Without leaving a trace
Here in the wind's realm

Rise up, in the wake of that allure
Light crosses the sky, shedding
Our new selves
Rise up, in the wake of that allure
Light crosses the sky, shedding

The wind is a dancing monkey
Releasing the wind