[Verse 1]

Oh, the wind it howls, the storm runs free,

The waves rise high in a laughing sea!

The trees may bow, the hills may shake,

For nature gives and nature takes!

[Chorus]

Sing ye loud, let the gale run wild!

Silvanus grins where the forests smile!

Gethsemane dances through rain and spray,

For freedom, my lads, will have its way!

[Verse 2]

The river twists, the shoreline sways,

No hand can hold what the sea unlays!

The cunning fox, the laughing crow,

Both trick and thrive where wild winds blow!

[Chorus]

Sing ye loud, let the gale run wild!

Silvanus grins where the forests smile!

Gethsemane dances through rain and spray,

For freedom, my lads, will have its way!

[Verse 3]

The captain shouts, but the tide won’t turn,

The schemer smirks as the banners burn.

A storm’s a jest, a trick so grand,

For change’s the only law of land!

[Chorus]

Sing ye loud, let the gale run wild!

Silvanus grins where the forests smile!

Gethsemane dances through rain and spray,

For freedom, my lads, will have its way!