The wind strikes earth hard blows And laughs like a buffoon. He'll break the leg of those Who won't dance to his tune.
Earth buzzes, earth's attacked - A dying butterfly.
The wind is raving mad, The wind tears out earth's eye. Trees crash here, buildings there, This boat's a drop at sea. The wild wind does not care where city is, or sea. A life loud with the song of radio-nightingales. I offer you a long asphalted highway With streetlamps to escort you through the night.