Dancing across the eternal plains of Hyrule,
The Winds play not a single melody,
But a choir of foreign and familiar music,
And from this choir comes the sound of a violin,
Its tune soft and sweet,
Like the gentle embrace of Nayru,
Yet deep and powerful,
Like the healings Din brings,
And so alluring,
Like the encouraging words of Farore,
The instrument reaches the ears of one, who knows of the violinist's existence,
And feels the Wind around them begin to soothe and heal them
And through the night the Wind's whispers are heard,
Throughout the day the melody stays strong,
The melody does not stop and is unending,
And is ever-changing…
Throughout the world this choir resounds,
Its glorious tune submersing everyone who believes in the violinist in joy,
And although not everyone hears it and life goes on,
Many can but realize that they finally know she's there,
For however long it may seem, the Wind will always change.
The Wind is everlasting,
It is gentle, and yet rough,
It can heal, it can hurt,
But no matter what it does, its never-ending song will remain there for all to listen…
Forever.