The wind is my company
in the time of traveling
Caressing my feathers
speaks through the instinct

The zeal of the games
with the elements flows in my blood
When I spread my wings it softly creeps under

Such a high degree of confidence
I put into this strength
That I can know no fear
Noblest of the otherworldliness
Made the whelp a hunter
ignorant of hesitation

Although a storm could pull him down
in an instant like a straw
Before he grow up from his wildest youth
Now he knows the due time
when to strike and when to escape away
Since time immemorial
we have known, for so long
Where only the memory of gods can reach
The creature chained to the ground
has never had a clue what freedom really means

Circling above the regions
where every time I come back
Here in the Highlands
the scene of magical moments of harmony
Whence came the motion
for creation of a perfect coexistence
with environment

I will gather all my courage
and take a quest to distant hunting grounds
I will find the right current
drifting gently and steadily
In a killer dive headlong
I will seize my prey
swiftly like no other predator
Travelling downwind
soaring up over the mountain peaks, white
Floating clouds, I land with a crown of majesty

I will wait till you change your direction
and slow down your pace
Then let me safely float
and fly again as fast as you can
my precious friend

I will listen to your songs
with the most mystical of stories
With gratitude and loyalty
to the end of all ages
Ruling from the heights
soaring above the abysses of death and life

The body of the ground
the spirit of the wind
Back to the gods
Return