No one can tell me,

Nobody knows,

Where the wind comes from,

Where the wind goes

It’s flying from somewhere As fast as it can,

I couldn’t keep up with it,

Not if I ran. But if I stopped holding The string of my kite,

It would blow with the wind For a day and a night.

And then when I found it,

Wherever it blew,

I should know that the wind Had been going there too.

So then I could tell them Where the wind goes…

But where the wind comes from Nobody knows.

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