So many times I heard the wind
To change shape in the seasons
Winters go, summers come,
Automns leave, springs arrive.
Change after change in succession
In the circle of the life and creation,
winds will blow and sun will glow
clouds will grow and rain will fall.
The sea is making its own game
and she governs this blue sphere.
Gives life to our magnificent globe
rocks are her friends, the coasts her love.
All is an endless excellent circle
and a divine nature’s game
in an unique admirable planet
which all we, call it, Earth.