The wind is blowing, the clouds are floating,
And the green trees flutter all the day long.
Sails are ready, it's a fine day for boating,
In orange sunshine, birds are singing a song.
Can you hear the wind, whistling a happy tune,
And making the tallest trees shiver and shake?
Or dancing in a garden, with flowers of June?
But when the wind is dying, a sighing it makes.
......
Soaring Amidst Song
sudden chance meeting
of a cheetah and monkey
then green treetop flight
Happenstance
zebra on the plain
......
Summer breezes blow-it's the lady of the wind,
Trailing sweet fragrances, all around the bend.
Her gown is hued mists, stars are in her eyes,
Blooms frolic to her tune, under sapphire skies.
A seasoned traveler, she lives in dreamy clouds,
Or in green jungles, among the colorful crowds,
Or on hectic city streets, at the verge of sunset,
Whistling gaily and walking, in lovely silhouette.
......
Soaring Amidst Song
sudden chance meeting
of a cheetah and monkey
then green treetop flight
Happenstance
zebra on the plain
......
Summer breezes blow-it's the lady of the wind,
Trailing sweet fragrances, all around the bend.
Her gown is hued mists, stars are in her eyes,
Blooms frolic to her tune, under sapphire skies.
A seasoned traveler, she lives in dreamy clouds,
Or in green jungles, among the colorful crowds,
Or on hectic city streets, at the verge of sunset,
Whistling gaily and walking, in lovely silhouette.
......
The wind is blowing, the clouds are floating,
And the green trees flutter all the day long.
Sails are ready, it's a fine day for boating,
In orange sunshine, birds are singing a song.
Can you hear the wind, whistling a happy tune,
And making the tallest trees shiver and shake?
Or dancing in a garden, with flowers of June?
But when the wind is dying, a sighing it makes.
......