Everything

The leaves blow in the wind

The rain runs freely in the sky

The ocean keeps on swaying

And the wind keeps blowing freely

And the trees keep growing

And all the nocturnal animals come out

To play at night, without a fright

In the night the old trees crumpled

But are not dumb, they may give you

A surprise, yes, they are not dumb

But wise, this is true, I tell you

Not lies, this is true, everything, I tell you

When it's wet, it's like mold, very cold

When it's sunny, the weather isn't funny

And I like it very, very windy as well.