The Wind and You and I

You and I and the wind

Went out to the open field

To breathe the grain's soul

To dance with the flowing river

To bleat with the passing cattle

We've gone to escape from here.

The three of us in a tramp's outdoor song

The wind and you and I.

I picked you a thorn and a flower

You kissed a young sheep on the way

And a jackal escaped from our path

We cried with a tree during fall

We laughed and continued our travels

Me and the wind and you.

You and I and the wind,

The tree of us in a tramp's outdoor song

The wind and you and I.

You and I and the wind

Didn't return for a rest

Gulping down paths and fields

Suddenly we reached the sea

In front of the waves we kneeled

The wind carried on alone.

And with it sails a  tramp's outdoor song

We're left just you and I.

I translated this song. I met the writer of it today. Here's the best version of the original I found:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDGXc9GpO6A