Looking at the stars,
Under the warm blanket of the grey sky
I long for thy caress, Oh west wind!
My eyes close and my being,
Feels the cool wind intoxicating:
Oh west wind!
Lure me into the land of dreams,
Seduce me!
Oh I don’t want to open my eyes,
Lest I lose faith in myself,
Would I? Ever?
My inner self moves towards eternity,
My strength, my faith in thee all over again!
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