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The Wind Blows Video (MV)




Performed By: Josefine Cronholm
Length: 9:32
Written by: JOSEFINE CRONHOLM




Josefine Cronholm - The Wind Blows Lyrics




The wind blows from the north, it blows from the north
It swirls around the mountains, looking for a way out
It hurts and draws in all that grows
Reveals the forbidden truths
It makes the forest sing

The wind blows from the south, it blows from the south
It brings the children's songs, it brings the hopes and dreams
Tenderly it caresses my cheek
The secrets of tomorrow are buried in the sand

The wind blows from the west, it blows from the west
All the way across the ocean, across the land
Salty dust fills the air, wild and untamed beauty
So many stories waiting to be told

The wind blows from the east, it blows from the east
It tells about mysteries, about the precious seed of life
Planted in the heart of a human soul and
Released in the heavy weight of a sigh

I´ll sit down by the old oak tree, I sink into the moss
The owls are singing in the night
There's a fire on the field tonight, the smoke rises to the sky
It burns, it burns, it burns - and the wind blows.
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The wind blows from the north, it blows from the north
It swirls around the mountains, looking for a way out
It hurts and draws in all that grows
Reveals the forbidden truths
It makes the forest sing

The wind blows from the south, it blows from the south
It brings the children's songs, it brings the hopes and dreams
Tenderly it caresses my cheek
The secrets of tomorrow are buried in the sand

The wind blows from the west, it blows from the west
All the way across the ocean, across the land
Salty dust fills the air, wild and untamed beauty
So many stories waiting to be told

The wind blows from the east, it blows from the east
It tells about mysteries, about the precious seed of life
Planted in the heart of a human soul and
Released in the heavy weight of a sigh

I´ll sit down by the old oak tree, I sink into the moss
The owls are singing in the night
There's a fire on the field tonight, the smoke rises to the sky
It burns, it burns, it burns - and the wind blows.
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Writer: JOSEFINE CRONHOLM
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network


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