Windy Tale

Some say that all suffering
is punishment from deeds.
If that's true, then my sword
must have caused blood shed seas.

Some years ago I couldn't have
thought I would go through this all.
I though I would always be safe
as I'd hear my mother's call.

That was back at then...
What is left now?

As the breeze that keeps leaves going around
my never-ending journey goes on and on
The path I follow wasn't thought to be
a short one and easily won.

What comes now, may be tomorrow gone;
but still I won't complain.
My honor and peace can be only got
through wounds and pain.

Ooh... I'm following the wind...
Aah... I'm becoming the wind...

Now I have paid my dues,
yet got new ones.
I believe I can never be
the care-free girl who I was once.

Why it had to be like this...?
I think I can never understand...

As the breeze that keeps leaves going around
my never-ending journey goes on and on
The path I follow wasn't thought to be
a short one and easily won.

I bite dust, I clench my teeth,
but still I have someone with me.
Not a hero, but a trust-worthy friend
what I want to be.

The world is not a paradise;
my face tells it once in a while,
but although I have been kicked to head
I still can make a smile.

As the breeze that keeps leaves going around
my never-ending journey goes on and on
The path I follow wasn't thought to be
a short one and easily won.

What comes now, may be tomorrow gone;
but still I won't complain.
My honor and peace can be only got
through wounds and pain.

As the breeze that gives a feeling of hope
or as the rose-petal ripping gale,
I am a part of this world -
and so is my windy tale.

Ooh... I'm following the wind...
Aah... I'm becoming the wind...