The Wind from the west
Rapid and strong —
Moves with an athletic grace
All day long.

All around me
I feel it's embrace —
It wraps me in it's wings
And caress my face.

It rises above the bushes
To pick the Lilac flowers
To entwine them between my hair
In the pleasant hours.

Meanders over the water meadow
Curls and coils like a Snake
Gazes at happy flowers from above
And borrows the song from Andaman Crake.

Sings the praise of Almighty God
Agitates the waters along it's way
Perambulates along with Swallows
Towards the Sun's sinking ray.

To come again another day
With same athletic grace
And bring along the puffy Clouds
To complement it's pace.