Scents of past loves

Oh wind upon my face carrying scents of past loves.

From where do your infinite journeys bring you?

Sweeping over the earth in gentle kisses and raging breezes

you tear and soothe, soothe and tear the hearts of young ones

counting on you to bring them together.

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