I knew which way the wind blows 
It carried me into this town 
I knew about the slow death 
I had to meet her in the street 
And I walked on the ledges 
Used menace and prayer 
Covered myself with night 
Covered myself with night... 
So, if you think you know the wind 
If you think you know...the wind 
If you think you know 
Just spread your wings 
On wooden cross 
My sweet friend died 
In a flash, in a knife 
I knew the wind 
Like the century 
Like the hole in my pocket 
Until I saw the pigeons, they fly 
Always towards the wind 
And I walked on the ledges 
Used menace and prayer 
Covered myself with night 
Covered myself with night... 
So, if you think you know the wind 
If you think you know...the wind 
If you think you know 
Just spread your wings 
On wooden cross 
Just spread your wings, just spread your wings 
On wooden cross