Blow the winds of the morning, blow the winds of eve, blow the winds of Truth on earth, blow the winds deceive.

Control the winds of work to sigh not harnessed to a mill, blow free, blow long, blow to vista dawn, caressed, suppressed and still distressed forever and for until.

Blow the winds of mourning, blow the winds of tears, blow the winds of God made earth, blow the winds of fears.

She trickles down a mistress song, promising forever free, but come the wind of whine in time, the distress long, listless wrong, the wind sings responsibility.

Make my heroes strapping storms to wind and wave of breath, but make my heroes not to disappoint freed from themselves in death.

Blow the winds of the morning, blow them with fresh air, blow them past despair, blow the winds, blow the winds, blow them to light to fair, blow them always there, blow them to dare, blow them to care, morning's eve, tomorrow's breathe, blow them everywhere.

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