Gently blows the breeze
Gently sway the leaves
In tune with them am I
I move along with the breeze

I am but nothingness on my own
With the wind one I become I flow
Wherever it leads I go
O’er mountains and rivers and snow

I have seen many a flowers
I have seen many a foe
But none forever goes on
I breeze past all, desolate forlorn

Days pass as the minutes grow
Where will it end? Do you know?
Lonely hills they speak to me
Their joylessness gather and flee

Where I head know not I
In time where I’ll be I don’t know
I move on in tune with their beat
What am I when the wind softly blows?

O gentle breeze heed I pray
I move along tho weak and frail
Gently blow away all the pain
Gently sway me thy peace to gain