The gentle wind blows soft across the land,
It stirs the trees and twirls the grass so light.
It dances where the flowers gently stand,
A passing breath that fades into the night.
The flow that whistles all around so light,
It sways the branches, bends the tallest tree.
With every second passing into night,
It hums a song so wild and bright with pleasure .
The sun is setting, glowing soft and bright,
The moon begins to rise in silver glow.
It’s shining light reflects the stars at night,
A gentle spark that sets the sky aglow.
Oh, springtime wind, so light and free you stay,
You make the world feel new in every way.
