O'wind

The body is the scar of your mind, The scar turns into a wind of pain. It pa*ses mountains after mountains, It pa*ses the cities and my country. O'wind, o'wind, Oh, oh, oh, wind, oh, oh... Oh, o'wind. But when it pa*sed the world nine times, The wind turns into a breeze. O'wind, oh, oh, oh... O'wind. Wind -