The sky is the land of winds, the brawler is a bully, the stars are the inhabitants of the firmament, the rain is the cry of the godsThe sky is the land of winds, the brawler is a bully, the stars are the inhabitants of the firmament, the rain is the cry of the gods
The trees have scattered their branches closer to the clouds, and the distance blows endless on this piece of landThe trees have scattered their branches closer to the clouds, and the distance blows endless on this piece of land