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