Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle me and Bill packed the car in the pourin' rain Witch and John were at the beer stand gettin' sprung But we got
I hear a sound and turn to see A new direction on that rusty weather vane Suddenly the dead brown leaves are stirred To scratch their circle dances down
There's something in the wind that's blowin' through my soul And it's calling out to me saying boy it's time to go There's a restless feeling in my heart
I hear a sound and turn to see a new direction on that rusty weathervane Suddenly the dead brown leaves are stirred to scratch their circle dances down
Prijevod: Ledoux, Chris. Nešto u vjetar.
Prijevod: Riža, Chris. Vjetar i Duha.