Song Of The Winds Lyrics - Entities - Project Pitchfork

distruction [?] in the north 

exploitation in the south 

chaos in the east 

greed in the west 

where should we let our children dance 

let them play, let them fool around 

let them explore their borders 

let them free, my love ones fly now 

be a thunderstorm in the north 

be a hurricane in the south 

be a typhoon in the east 

be a tornado in the west 

born out of my breath 

grown up to a gust 

you've seen the world 

you've seen the seas 

you've built up waves 

you've roamed the woods, you've played with leaves 

where should we let our children dance 

let them play, let them fool around 

summon your strength 

and now fulfil your task 

my little cherubim