Wind sweeps through the forest  It sweeps through valleys and mountains  It stops and casts its eyes over the peak  And looks inquiringly when it trances me down  I don't speak and nor do the wind  It's just standing and looking at the landscape  Solitude takes my thoughts  I feel quite well in this way  But my soul is tired  Then it rises and regains strength  It entreats me to fly with  Through valleys and mountains  It asks me to soar before the sun rises  To take advantage of darkness and night  Since then I've been one with the landscape  And it has become one with me too  Since then I've been one with the darkness  Which is a vital element for me  Since then I just stand here and I see everything  As the others are carried from peak to peak  As the wind stain the world  As they sink out honour to the depth of hell  I look around. We have remained few in place  The others have flown away, wither their interest hoping for better  But I see that we're still firm  And like sand, the wind carries the others