Wherever the wind may lead,

That's where I'll follow, free.

To embrace the wild trees,

And hear the frogs' soft croak,

Becoming an explorer at heart.

 

Through meadows wide and rivers deep,

Where the sun and shadows softly meet,

I'll chase the dawn and greet the night,

With stars above as guiding light.

 

No map, no path, just endless skies,

A world unknown before my eyes.

With every step, a story grows,

As the wind whispers where it goes.