hen the easterly blows…
Let’s fly too,
With the birds.

Let’s cross over to the land
Where harmony beckons

Borrow a wing from the wind
And fly into the skies.
Hold my hand, I’ll hold yours

Look at the blue skies painted
With harmony

Up there in a house, lives a wizard
Ask the wizard to work a spell
Of happiness for everyone.

When the easterly blows…
Let’s fly too,
With the birds