D'après le roman de Kenneth Grahame
"The wind in the willows" .


The wind in the willows sang softly to me.
Follow my voice wherever it leads
Through mountains and valleys to deep rolling seas
Born on the wings of the breeze.

Spin me a dream, woven silver and gold
Of sunshine and shadows and days long ago.
Where people are memories and stories unfold ...
Willows, the tales you have told me.

Wind in the Willows you just seem to know
Who you can turn to and which way to go
To unwind your wonderous mind.
Wind in the Willows take me there .

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Wind in the Willows you just seem to know
Who you can turn to and which way to go
Where people are memories and stories unfold
Wind in the Willows, take me there
Wind in the Willows, take me there ...