Sage of the wind

(Verse 1) Up in the skies I watch my father, Teba, put on a show. With arrows drawn tight, he’s a warrior bold. (Pre-Chorus) Little Rito, eager heart, Wanna prove myself, play my part. (Chorus) I’m earning my wings, Sage of the wind. I hope I make my father proud. So let the storms come, let the cold winds blow. I will grip my heart and spread my wings take aim and ready my bow. (Verse 2) In Hebra's chill, the mystery wakes, sage of wind has found its place Tulin and Link, Facing the foes, I've got your back, where ever you go (Pre-Chorus) Little Rito, eager heart, Wanna prove myself, play my part. (Chorus) I’m earning my wings, Sage of the wind. I hope I make my father proud. So let the storms come, let the cold winds blow. I will grip my heart and spread my wings take aim and ready my bow. (Birds whistle song) (Pre-Chorus) Little Rito, eager heart, Wanna prove myself, play my part. (Chorus) I’m earning my wings, Sage of the wind. I hope I make my father proud. So let the storms come, let the cold winds blow. I will grip my heart and spread my wings take aim and ready my bow.