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Running freely down the country roads,
suddenly, a splendid vision I see!
Fields of green wheat, swaying and turning
turning and swaying, in the wind
And as the wind turns, so the wheat turns,
circles, spirals, straight lines
And as the wind turns, so the wheat turns,
circles, spirals, straight lines
Canvas of green from mother nature,
painted by the god of the wind
Way up there, in the sky hawks are flying around,
round and round in circles they fly
And as the wind turns, so the wheat turns,
circles, spirals, straight lines
And as the wind turns, so the wheat turns,
circles, spirals, straight lines
Blossoming cherry trees losing their petals,
swirling like snowflakes, they sprinkle the ground
Suffering ceases and the ecstatic soul
all at once, overfills with joy
And as the wind turns, so the wheat turns,
circles, spirals, straight lines
And as the wind turns, so the wheat turns,
circles, spirals, straight lines