The west wind is blowing
It's cold and fresh outside
The eucalyptus trees are swaying
To this heavy dragon's breathing
A few white clouds blow swiftly by
Those dark rain clouds are gone
The sun shines down upon us
But there is no warmth to be had
On looks alone: it's beautiful
Until you go outside for a while
Until you feel the bite of that wind!
Yes the west wind is blowing
But the winter time is here
That's why my wood fire is burning
That's why I bide inside my home!
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