كلمات King of Thieves

I dearly miss this wind Stroked my skin long ago It lent me air to breath And brought me precious memories As the wind moved on I was left behind Hail to the king of thieves The taker and creator Turn hourglass just three times And watch the world decay Once my well ran dry The wasteland closed in on me Sand has devoured this site And forced me to stray Two turns are down The last grain's falling down The wind will blow again And carry me along