A beast roaring in its den
His den being the nature
Making happy all women and men
A happiness never felt before
Waving in its womb
Me u , everybody
See there, leaf flying up the tomb
See there , flying worries of an old to baby
Everybody out of their homes
To feel the freshness
See a glimpse of the invisible
Feel it hear it experience it
Everything dancing on their foot
Celebrating the festival of wind
So come on my friend come on
It's the wind waving its the wind
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