Gale


She's a woman
Who likes to have
The wind play
Through her hair

I would like to know
What part of the world
You walk on
Which sea you swim
How many stars
You see at night
Would you like
To tell me

She's a woman
Who likes to have
The wind play
Through your hair
And who makes you
Forget where you were
And know
Where you are

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Carried by the wind from the hills




Acropolis, from afar
My heart was drawn
To this soulful sound
Carried by the wind
From the hills


Poseidon's Temple
Built on the top of a cliff
Holds the secret of ages past
Carried by the wind
From the hills



Ancient goddess, with the gods
Of life and livingness
When I call on you
I feel like I am carried
By the wind from the hills



When my mind is in doubt 
Which way to go
I listen to your song
Carried by the wind
From the hills




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The Kite Flyer

He watched the skies
In the morning
In the afternoon
For wind to move
Or a blue sky

He looked at the top
Of distant trees
To see the branches dancing
On a blowing wind
To fly his kite

It was a big colourful butterfly
Made out of cotton and bamboo
And a hundred meter long string
He watched it fly
High up in the sky

He dreamed he was that kite
Above it all
Dancing on the wind
Like a bird
In the sky

This boy laying in the grass
Watching the sky
And the kite dancing 
On the wind
Was me

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