Emma Azelborn

I saw you toss the kites on high

the kites on high, the kites on high

and blow the birds about the sky

and all around I heard you pass

I heard you pass, I heard you pass

like layered skirts across the grass

chorus:

O wind, O wind, a-blowing all day long

a-blowing, a-blowing, a-blowing all day long

O wind, O wind, that sings so loud a song,

that sings so loud a song!

I saw the different things you did

the things you did, the things you did

but always you yourself you hid

I felt you push, I heard you call

I heard you call, I heard you call

I could not see yourself at all

O you that are so strong and cold

so strong and cold, so strong and cold

oh blower, are you young or old?

are you a beast of field or tree?

of field or tree, of field or tree?

or just a stronger child than me?

lyrics adapted from The Wind, a poem by Robert Louis Stevenson