The wind the wind

The trees,the trees 
 tremble in the wind.

Were are you going?
Were have you been?

The flowers,the flowers 
they bow to the mighty power
Of magnificent wind.

The boats, the boats
tied up at dock.
The wind is making them rock

The wind, the wind, 
Bring with the breeze
The seeds of life

The wind the wind
Maby your right
Without you
I’d have nothing to wright.