The yellow curls of the trees were washed by the autumn windThe yellow curls of the trees were washed by the autumn wind
The mighty ocean hits the shore with a wave, the wind walks freely. how much water is thereThe mighty ocean hits the shore with a wave, the wind walks freely. How much water is there
Three in black traveling on a yacht, catching the wind oncomingThree in black traveling on a yacht, catching the wind oncoming
The sky is the land of winds, the brawler is a bully, the stars are the inhabitants of the firmament, the rain is the cry of the godsThe sky is the land of winds, the brawler is a bully, the stars are the inhabitants of the firmament, the rain is the cry of the gods