O traveling wind, Wither you come and wither you go? To follow thee so I long… O journeying wind, Take me to see wonders in the mystical East Take me o’er the leagues of the Western sea Lull me with thine Southern mountain songs Speed me to the Northern fjords And there shall I dwell… Thou rovering wind this secret ye hold: Freedom is won as roads go ever on… O traveling wind, Wither you come and wither you go? Someday I’ll spread my wings and fly along…