Softly breathing among leaves
Gently blowing against the reeds;
Soft breezes coming in from the see
Gentle winds singing about me!
When the day is not you bring cool reprieve
You soothe my nerves that are tired;
You blow the billowy clouds on high
Sailing merrily across the sky!
I wish you're always gentle
As you travel across hill and vale;
I hope you're always kind and gay
You see I fear your might and mettle.
Please don't come blowing hard on us
Don't tear down our flimsy huts;
I always like you gentle and cool
As refreshing as water in a pool.
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