I'm green and well-watered like a song that passed in the grass i'm deep and empty like a bird's nest. I am from the recent past, from a forest that taught me to breathe. full of embraced lovers sleeping in the grass. (x2) I am from there - from the village of little winds , on the last hill there stood the station of wind. And the sky hung on its wing clouds diluted in smoke. And the wind went and the wind came. (x2) I'm from the village that's knocking with wooden hands I am from there.