| Souls |
| distruction [?] in the north exploitation in the south chaos in the east greed in the west where should we let our children dance let them play, let them fool around let them explore their borders let them free, my love ones fly now be a thunderstorm in the north be a hurricane in the south be a typhoon in the east be a tornado in the west born out of my breath grown up to a gust you've seen the world you've seen the seas you've built up waves you've roamed the woods, you've played with leaves where should we let our children dance let them play, let them fool around summon your strength and now fulfil your task my little cherubim |