| his blue eyes flutter as the south wind dances by hear children's laughter hear their cry. weeping somber words from my aching mouth comes a story of the south wind... | |
The south wind brings The tale of sorrow A tale of joy With children's laughter And their cries Story of love And with my mouth A story of the south wind | |
| Whose forcful nature Is to bring, calm To a breeze of happiness overwhelming like whose trail shall guide a tale of joy, With children's laughter within it |

