Springwind

Now the wind of change is blowing through the towers
And the hard rain's pouring down
And the face of man has turned into a glower
And he's forced to scheme to keep his limited power
And the not so strong are merely made to cower

But there's a spring wind, spring wind
Blowing through the bamboo leaves
Spring wind, spring wind
Blowing through the bamboo leaves

Yet the spirit of man growing ever higher
Every time he plants a field
To grow and to sow, again he's repeating
Recreating what he feels
The lives of a farmer, the lives of a doctor
Should be running parallel
Shrewd politicians meet wealthy morticians
And do they really burn in hell?

Come a spring wind, spring wind
Blowing through the bamboo leaves
Spring wind, spring wind
Blowing through the bamboo leaves

Take a world and then you fill it full of peoples
And the force of life is bound to go shatteringly forward
Make a law for man, it doesn't work for mayhem
But the task at hand is so unbearably rewarding
And as we see, the change is not so crawling

'Cause there's a spring wind, spring wind
Blowing through the bamboo leaves
Spring wind, spring wind
Blowing through the bamboo leaves