And in it's breezes that pass my way:
A million voices from far and near
Shout and whisper: oh, can't you hear?
"There is some laughter and some joy
I can also hear a girl and a boy
Some are crying and some are not
Some are freezing and some are hot.."
It carries the nations; carries the sea
It touches and hovers all over me
Without an openness: the ear inside
The wind it's blowing but stays outside
The chimes, they're echoing with its touch
But the soul inside can hear so much
For the wind, it's carrying the atmosphere
Of all the world for the world to hear