A keresés eredménye

Wind from Hometown

The wind from Hometown in the South,
Carrying the call of tide,
Blowing upon your hair,
Perfuming with the fragrance of jasmine,
Oh, it is the fragrance of jasmine.
 
The wind from Hometown in the South,
Accompanying the returning fishing boats,
Blowing upon your delight,
And intoxicating the sails of the boats,
Oh, intoxicating the sails of the boats.
 
My girl, do you hear me from the distance?
My heart is humming.
Will you like it if the northbound floating cloud
Could bring your heart?
Oh, bring your heart to me?
 
The wind from Hometown in the South,
Carrying the smell of wild flowers,
Blowing upon your passion,
And upon my way home,
Oh, upon my way home.