The lonely wind from the north
Gets bored of the monotonous whiteness
When Winter comes
So it decides to go on a trip
Searching for companionship
While it travels
It encounters the bird with long legs
Who usually carries people to the west
To pursue perpetual happiness
"Take me to your nirvana."the wind says
And the bird replies
"But the real paradise is in the south
During this season! Come with me,
I'll take you there!"
So together they go south