I just want to blow the wind
The wind of change
Whispering quietly in your ears
Those pretty freedom ange
Sorrow, anger, betrayal and pain
This is the world, seen around you
Labor, hard work, success and fain
Enlightening own self, those are few
In a prison I may be
Wondering about the blue sky
And those deep-deep sea
Wondering someday I may fly
Be among those few
Who dare to change for good
Try to grow a grass with cool wet dew
Express your feelings, not the change of mood
In a prison, I may be
Wondering about the blue sky
And those deep-deep sea
Wondering someday I may fly!
