wake up .... the caress of the wind flirts
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It passes the wind and the loud
icy kisses hanging in broken reeds
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The whistle of the wind
with daughters and suns
hiding in the reeds
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It passes the wind
and reeds tremble and shock
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Reeds of the marsh, dense crowd Army
in command of the wind bend
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Floating reed islands
whistling in the air - shake, shake, dance
