A cloud was my mother,
the wind is my father,
my son is the cool stream and
my daughter is the fruit of the land.
A rainbow is my bed,
the earth my final resting place and
I'm the torment of man.
What am I?
the wind is my father,
my son is the cool stream and
my daughter is the fruit of the land.
A rainbow is my bed,
the earth my final resting place and
I'm the torment of man.
What am I?
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