If ever,
what a great thing it would be,
if never,
what a shame it would be,
and whenever and wherever the wind blows,
how I wish I were so free to follow it wherever it goes,
and how I wish I could float so freely,
and so easily with no worries and with no cares in the world,
and what a wonder it would be,
what a wonder to live a life so free,
and what a glorious thing to be so liberated,
and to be so light,
and to be able to travel through the sky,
with such unearthly delights,
and both day and night,
both day and night,
and as light as feather,
travelling through any weather,
travelling through any weather to wherever you wish to be,
oh, to be so high in the sky,
and travelling so easily and for free.
