| nobody ever sees wind, not mention you and me;
 but when leafs are shaking,
 we know she is there being.
 
 nobody sees wind,
 not mention you and me;
 but when treetops are nodding,
 we know she is there passing.
 
 nobody sees wind,
 not mention you and me;
 but when rivers are rippling
 we know she is there playing.
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