Guyrami Ka'Arupy

The whispering wind, where does it come from?
It tells me in its language of the old times
My heart feels the echo of its voice
It brings me the memories of ancient stories

Do you think where it goes when it leaves?
To the other side of the mountain, perhaps?
I follow its path with my gaze
Feeling abandoned, I can't find my place

It whispers softly in my ear
Telling me secrets of the past
My heart beats with its rhythm
Guiding me through the night

The whispering wind, what does it want?
It dances and sings, enchanting me
In its embrace, I find peace
And in its song, I find my way