The wind is blowing

The wind is blowing Flies, blows, running, and rushing… … in the space, in the airspace… Even freer than a bird in the sky… A heart, a lonely heart wants to live… … in the sky, like a white seagull’s life… Yes, freely in space, and in time… Poor lonely heart killed by an arrogant heart… … Yes, the lonely heart was filled with love… The arrogant and mischievous heart… … killed a lover's heart. Sad life, sad love Will forever fly The wind is this heart In the sky flies Freedom is the Love Goodbye with passed, love When the wind blows You will remember my heart Bye Vilmos