It touches the leaves and the fruits in every tree,
It keeps every living thing alive and let them be.
Touch the souls of men, granting grace to every type,
God made the wind blow to touch the world and give the breath of life.

Why the winds blow, why do hail snow,
No matter what men try to do to the wind, they can't ever make it slow.
Its an element, one of the strongest of them all,
Whether the earth stays steady, the fire burns bright or the waters stand tall.

We need it to survive. We exhale to revive,
And without the breath of life no man could survive,
And if that day comes when the lord will vacuum the earth,
The wind will blow no more and there'll be no more life or rebirth.

Why the winds blow, I believe to show us the way,
The way to look, the way to think and the way to pray.
Like the sun that rises from the east from hence his throne,
The winds blow even when one dies to guide him or her home.