• Wind that comes and wind that goes
    Gusty gale that ever grows
    Tap my window, rub the glass
    Ruffle hair and ruffle grass.

    Ray of sunshine, speed of light
    Warm the faces in your flight
    Symbol of eternal glee
    Pierce the heaven, pierce the sea.

    Rain refresh the dying ground
    Heal the places where you're found
    Trickle down my window pane
    I praise you sun and wind and rain.