I once was the wind the blow I am
Miles away from discreet within
Made me full down the roll of refinement
Walked in the light of grey
deeper, everything is on artist night
There’ s listening in man himself
There’s asking for another sky in the bed
could it be an old man himself
stationed in little heart
could he be anywhere else before he dies
How nice to be old again
I am the wind that blow from thousand years
I am the laugh that buttery flies
I am an ordinary harmony
For the strength , sun light writes
For extent of a drop to drift a forgiven minutes
players, you are what I am
your softest start
and everything that’s in it
Now I am adopting it to a scene from 14 November 2014,'It's not red'
I try to write down the lyrics but i cannot hear clearly for some parts. My diction is really not clear!