The wind don’t have to hurry
Blowing cross my bones 
Rolling on the passages 
Smooth and out the storms
There’s fire on the mountain 
Dar angels in the trees 
The wind don’t have to hurry 7they taking what they please 
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Now the trek believe they coming 
Right out to your door 
They say you have no la liberty if you how there looking for 
No rhythm make me carpens 
No platform of the sand 
The wind don’t have to hurry only the wind know when and where 
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
And now the wind don’t have to worry 
Blowing to my soul, I saw for gold and diamonds
And berry in his whole 
They bunr my love 
They put it to her head 
Now the wind don’t have to hurry 
She was already dead 
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
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