The Wind has a voice,
A sad, sweet voice
I've heard it sing
Long and beautiful
...
I am fading,
Fading away
In this dark, cruel world
I can no longer stay
...
The glittering, sparkling
Mounds of gold
So tempting,
So enticing,
...
The air grows crisp
And cold
Electricity silently hums
And there's a hint of danger
...