Sway--
Let the music play.

Let me feel you like the wind
embracing me silently.
Let the chill in the atmosphere
Numb me.

I am a dying leaf
Falling to the ground.
But the rhythm of the wind
Saves me;
Graces me.

I can hear the wind's whisper,
But do let the wind hear my plea:
Please don't tell me anything
That might bring to life the dead in me.