Eastwind - Nostalgia 77

Eastwind is blowing

Black clouds away

And the cobwebs in the corners

She blows at night, she blows the day

Eastwind is blowing

The storms they come

It blows through the bitter night

Evil’s on the run

Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin

From the desert to the mountains

Through the valleys to the seas

Across the oceans to the city

Eastwind, the wind of change