kiss of the wind, then the spirits let fly
To the coldness of sun
I got no place to hide, nowhere [bad word] 
When the wind gets high and the mountains sigh
I've got to get back home the wind don't wait for
No one, no one at all

Moves on and on...

Look behind the window [bad word] 
Blood on the streets, when the black skies shout
And then people cry no more
Dreams just fade away, realities soar
The only crime is his fate
Can't think, can't relate
Illusions seized His mind
The key to all the answers are locked in his eyes!

Moves on and on...

Look behind the Window, [bad word]