In friendly spirit my heart brings town
In cheery gait disappears the frown
From the eyebrows and the lonely face
From the ecstasy of wind comes grace.

The shop closes in the morning soon
Before half hour disappears the moon
The stars have vanished like my thoughts
The wind has wiped out the holocaust.

The light appears as the misers say
So much for the righteous way
If the natural heart can come to light
Why give in to hypocrite's slight?

Finally wind wipes out all
Before man's reason appeals to call
Senses are like lies of steel
That wind and time can justly reveal.