The hills erode, a change of landmarks
And ancient trees are skinned
Of (leaves) branches and the outer bark
By an ever blowing wind
Its rule and strength lead the rise and fall
Insects drift along the sweeping regime
At mountainous locations massive rainfall
Still, birds follow their inner scheme
From the polar cyclone
A timeless and transparent grindstone
And by the trade winds of the equator
The air flow builds a subtropical gyrator
The hills erode, a change of landmarks
And ancient trees are skinned
Of (leaves) branches and the outer bark
By an ever blowing wind
From the polar cyclone
A timeless and transparent grindstone
Pressure is high but the sun angle is low
Dominant winds
Pressure is high but the sun angle is low
Dominant winds scalp the ridge's crest
Cooling and condensation grows
It hauls from the north and heads from east to west
We're strapped in this blusterous maze
Still unaware of its daily toil
We'll get a glimpse of its power and pace
As we're standing on degraded soil
From the polar cyclone
A timeless and transparent grindstone
And by the trade winds of the equator
The air flow builds a subtropical gyrator
And ancient trees are skinned
Of (leaves) branches and the outer bark
By an ever blowing wind
Its rule and strength lead the rise and fall
Insects drift along the sweeping regime
At mountainous locations massive rainfall
Still, birds follow their inner scheme
From the polar cyclone
A timeless and transparent grindstone
And by the trade winds of the equator
The air flow builds a subtropical gyrator
The hills erode, a change of landmarks
And ancient trees are skinned
Of (leaves) branches and the outer bark
By an ever blowing wind
From the polar cyclone
A timeless and transparent grindstone
Pressure is high but the sun angle is low
Dominant winds
Pressure is high but the sun angle is low
Dominant winds scalp the ridge's crest
Cooling and condensation grows
It hauls from the north and heads from east to west
We're strapped in this blusterous maze
Still unaware of its daily toil
We'll get a glimpse of its power and pace
As we're standing on degraded soil
From the polar cyclone
A timeless and transparent grindstone
And by the trade winds of the equator
The air flow builds a subtropical gyrator