Come feel the blow of a changing wind,
Listen to sounds from the edge of time,
For here we wait in this clouds embrace
And welcome the rays of light,
Let few transcend the suns rebirth
And the passage from our own emotion,
Along a corridor of a life
Where will blow a changing wind?
And who shall capture this instant gone by?
And who can say where morning lays
Abandoned in our lives;
Blows on forever the changing wind
To warm the eastern skies
Here in this moment of time