Stand under fountain Cool skin, washed clean Wash him from me
Along comes the wind The big bone shaker Blows off my clothes Completely naked What to do When everything's left you?
Out of the blue It is he Vision to me Bearing leaves Petals green Covers me and all my shame
Hand in hand He's my big man Stays with me Some forty days No words Then goes away I cry again
On my hill I wait for wind And on my hill I wait for wind And on my hill I wait for wind And on my hill I wait for wind And on my hill I wait for wind And on my hill I wait for wind
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