I'm green and well-watered
like a song that passed in the grass
i'm deep and empty
like a bird's nest.

I am from the recent past,
from a forest that taught me to breathe.
full of embraced lovers sleeping in the grass.
(x2)

I am from there -
from the village of little winds ,
on the last hill
there stood the station of wind.

And the sky hung on its wing
clouds diluted in smoke.
And the wind went and the wind came.
(x2)

I'm from the village that's knocking
with wooden hands
I am from there.