I knew which way the wind blows

It carried me into this town

I knew about the slow death

I had to meet her in the street

And I walked on the ledges

Used menace and prayer

Covered myself with night

Covered myself with night...



So, if you think you know the wind

If you think you know...the wind

If you think you know

Just spread your wings

On wooden cross



My sweet friend died

In a flash, in a knife

I knew the wind

Like the century

Like the hole in my pocket

Until I saw the pigeons, they fly

Always towards the wind



And I walked on the ledges

Used menace and prayer

Covered myself with night

Covered myself with night...



So, if you think you know the wind

If you think you know...the wind

If you think you know

Just spread your wings

On wooden cross



Just spread your wings, just spread your wings

On wooden cross