The wind is blowing
Tears are flowing
I shout out to the sky
My wishes, my hopes

The wind is blowing
The river is flowing
I call out past the mountains
That person, that name

The red sun hangs on the tip of my fingers
I feel the warmth of the earth on the tip of my foot
Because of you who brightens my heart
My hard life becomes beautiful

The wind is blowing
Time is flowing
I ask the time
About myself, about my life

The red sun hangs on the tip of my fingers
I feel the warmth of the earth on the tip of my foot
Because of you who brightens my heart
My hard life becomes beautiful

The wind is blowing
Tears are flowing
I shout out to the sky
I draw out my wishes, my hopes