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Hiding in the wheat field
From the Cossacks and the screams
Flames are on the hillside
Blood is in the streams
All the world is burning
That's the way that it seems
David, did they hurt you, darling?
Show me where they hurt you, darling
Every night it fills my dreams
I see us running through the forest
And there's forty miles to go
Sneaking past the border in the silent snow
Sleeping under haystacks
Eating roots where they grow
Begging on the pier at Danzig
Well, we made it here from Danzig
What's another mile or so?
We're children of the wind
Blown across the earth
Pieces of a heart
Scattered worlds apart
So far from those we love
All the children
Of the wind
There's a morning I want someday to see
All the children of my children are there
And they're very, very noisy running through my kitchen
And we've been there
For a lifetime
And I know then
They will never be
Children of the wind
Longing to be one
Half a world away
We will make a way
Great ships and iron trains
Cross the seas and plains
Take us to the day
Bring us to the shore
No more
The children of the wind