Air, oh air, how you swirl and dance
You are the breath of life, giving us a chance
To live and love, to laugh and play
A force so gentle, yet fierce and strong, each day
You are the wind that blows across the land
Carrying scents of flowers, grains of sand
The rustle of leaves, the sound of waves
Air, you bring us so many wonders and braves
From the highest mountaintops to the deepest sea
You are the giver of all that is free
You fill our lungs and our hearts with glee
Air, you are the essence of liberty
You bring us storms, with thunder and rain
You cleanse the earth, reducing its pain
You are the voice that carries the bird's song
Air, you are never wrong
So here's to you, oh air so fair
May your winds always be gentle, and your skies always clear
For you are the very essence of life
A gift from above, a source of love, free of strife.
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