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Wind as the man that bows to the time,

there's a rift in a dark cloudy sky.

The whole world comes to him for a moment,

Old faith tales come down to the ground.

I feel it, it's my wind.

Cry of a soul,

remains nothing,

voice of an ego that can not speak.

Close yourself inside,

times like a cradle,

so nobody will be able to understand you.

I heart it, in my mind,

it's your song...

Cruel night, now I feel you,

with thunder and lightning

reveal me your song,

Rain comes down and turns to tears,

I spread my arms waiting on the wind...

The wind reality of a new world,

from our faraway lost space

I feel it on me and find myself,

remorses are gone from all my mind.

I heart it, in my wind,

it's your song...

Cruel night, now I feel you,

with thunder and lightning

reveal me your song,

Rain comes down and turns to tears,

I spread my arms waiting on the wind...

I'm waiting and it soon will come:

The wind of a new reality.

Cruel night, now I feel you,

with thunder and lightning

reveal me your song,

Rain comes down and turns to tears,

I spread my arms waiting on the wind...