I am a traveler who is on a journey never ends I know all the scents I know all that smells In the season of the spring the smells that I bring make your heart sing When I blow through the valley weeds bows and admires me In return I keep away them from my dark face of angry When the mountain and the cloud quarrels and break away I bring the cloud to the mound and he gives her a shoulder to wept. I am playful as a kid I am dangerous like a demon in the lap of nature i am ineffable and essential.
