Wind, thou art a mighty beast
With thy hands thou carry clouds
With thy breath thou pluck the leaf
Douse the fire
Spread the seeds
Wind, thou art a might beast
Even in the stillest air,
Thou shalt never truly die
See, wind! Thou art immortal!
Thy feet have trodden every stone
Thy ears hear every sound
Wind, thou art a mighty beast
But lonely, I would think