Lyrics We Are the Wind - Xiphea

We Are the Wind

It was the third morning since they had left their home
They started walking into the forest
They saw a lovely bird and they did follow it — just for one song
It landed on a roof, oh of a little house
The walls were made of bread and sugar windows
A candy paradise, a nagging hunger!
They broke off a piece
«Nibble, nibble, little rat — it’s my house you’re nibbling at!»
We are the wind or the stormy weather, a soft and a passing breeze
That plays in the trees forever
We are no children, who have come to the sweetest heaven
We are just a passing breeze that plays in the trees forever
And they went on eating sweets — Well it was dangerous
And it made them want more — A craving like a curse!
They broke a piece of bread and grabbed a window- pane
It creaked and cracked
Suddenly that voice again from the inside of the house
Eerily, it frightened them and there was no way out
It sounded like a knife and left them terrified — Once more they lied:
We are the wind or the stormy weather, a soft and a passing breeze
That plays in the trees forever
We are no children, who have come to the sweetest heaven
We are just a passing breeze that plays in the trees forever