What color is the wind, Daddy?
Is it yellow, red or blue?
When he's playing with my hair,
Daddy,
Does he do the same to you?
When he's dying, does his color fade?
Is a gentle breeze, light, a shade?
Just like his friend the sea,
the wind feels blue to me.
When the blackbird starts to sing, daddy,
do the flowers hear him too?
When he's pouring out his heart, daddy,
tell me what do roses do?
Do they cast their scent upon the air
And this fragrance just arose
in prayer?
Giving thanks to God above
For the blackbird's song of love
Blow, wind blow
Wild and free
My daddy says, you're a lot like me
I know each color, its shape and size
I've seen them all with my daddy's eyes
I know that grass is green, daddy
I've touched it with my toes
And snow is pure as white, daddy
I felt it with my nose
But my favorite color has to be
The color of your love for me
And Daddy, I've been told
That love is always good
Blow, wind blow
Wild and free
My daddy says
You're a lot like me
My daddy says,
you're a lot like me
What color is the wind? you