The leaves are singing to the wind
He has been exalted.
The redants are in the bottom of the river
'you are my strength' oh wind
you have become my saviour
if you were one of our kind
We would have carried you shoulder high
For you pitched the redants into the river
you are great and able forever.
So the leaves sang to the wind
and although the enemy are laying siege
and have become agitated again
The rains, you shall send and sweep
To swallow them in disdain.
To the abyss, they will be cast.
Victory to the wind at last
to the redants belong the woes
Thus the leaves sand songs
Songs to him for, the batle he has won
'thank you' they sang all they long
'thank youn' is the theme of thier song.
