Stand under fountain

Cool skin, washed clean

Wash him from me



Along comes the wind

The big bone shaker

Blows off my clothes

Completely naked

What to do

When everything's left you?



Out of the blue

It is he

Vision to me

Bearing leaves

Petals green

Covers me and all my shame



Hand in hand

He's my big man

Stays with me

Some forty days

No words

Then goes away

I cry again



On my hill I wait for wind

And on my hill I wait for wind

And on my hill I wait for wind

And on my hill I wait for wind

And on my hill I wait for wind

And on my hill I wait for wind