Wind
Janet Jackson Lyrics


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Sounds of winds




Overall Meaning

carrying faint memories
Echoes of voices
Mingle with the breeze


In Janet Jackson's song "Wind," the lyrics allude to the concept of the wind carrying memories and voices that may have been long forgotten. In a way, this idea reflects on the ever-changing nature of life, where things may come and go, but the wind serves as a constant reminder of what once was. The use of ambient sounds in the song helps to create a dreamy and introspective atmosphere, almost like the listener is being transported to a different time and place where memories still linger in the air. The repetition of the word "Wind" throughout the song serves as a metaphoric symbol for movement, transformation, and renewal.


Moreover, the song could also be seen as a tribute to the human experience, where one's life and legacy are remembered through their memories and stories. The lyrics imply that the winds have a significant role in carrying those memories that serve as a reminder of those past events. The song's emotive nature invites the listener to reflect on their own memories and the people who have come and gone through their lives.


Line by Line Meaning

Sounds of winds
The noise produced by the movement of air molecules is audible


Moans and cries I hear
I am able to perceive mournful sounds as if coming from human beings


Echoes of a love that died
Repetitions of the past event of love that ended tragically can still be heard


Echoes of a love that cries
The remnants of the failed relationship still reverberate like a painful wailing


Only night before my eyes
I am blind to the scene because there is only darkness around


The darkness of the skies
The surroundings are devoid of light, making the atmosphere gloomy and desolate


Whispers in the wind
Faint, secret messages are conveyed in the rustling of the breeze


Telling me of love again
The whispers inform me about the possibility of experiencing love once more


But then again it quiets down
The sound fades away, and the silence engulfs the environment again


And nothing comes along
No new or exciting prospect of life emerges following the fleeting words heard in the wind


Ever so gently though the threads unwind
The strands of hope and possibility gradually unravel and disappear, with no sudden or abrupt actions


The story of our lives
The tale of our existence with all its ups and downs, memorable moments, and soul-crushing tragedies




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