The Wind Songtext
von Boris Grebenshchikov

Your eyes are colored like wind
The wind from the northern sea
A wave on the sand so clear
Whoever got me that far must be laughing
Alright, I can laugh as well

So sweet is your touch
May I never go free
But I′m breaking away
To return unbound
And I hear the sound
Behind my shoulder
Like the shape of the swan, gliding

And when the trees are bare
There'll be nowhere to return to
But we stay, believing


Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh...

Your eyes are colored like wind
Bringing incredible news
I don′t know if I'm ready
Does it matter?

Whoever cut me that deep
I love you
And here I stand, transfixed
Listening to the sound of the wind

To the sound of the wind
To the sound of the wind
To the sound of the wind
To the sound of the wind