You live, by the moon,
And the stars, in the night,
A ghost in a storm

The wind, and the rain,
And the clouds, and the trees,
Are singing your song

You are the Son of the Wind,
Non are of freedom

They hunt, and they chase,
And they seek til their done,
Your soul 'not be won

You are the Son of the Wind,
Non are of freedom

The wind, and the rain
(The wind, and the rain)
And the clouds
(The clouds, the clouds, the clouds)
And the trees, are singing your song

The wind, and the rain

The clouds, and the trees

Are singing your song