While a priest was walking on the brick road, his face was chilled by a cold wind that blew in order to tell him, a stranger, “wow, your robes are very long!” The priest answered: “Fancy that - the wind doesn't need robes!” The wind replied “That’s true, but do me a favour and tell me - what is the secret you are hiding?” “You win! Here is the secret I am hiding: while I was walking along a brick road, the wind blew into my face.” The wind calmed down in order to listen. And what I got from the text in Volapuk: A priest was walking on the red brick road when a cold wind began blowing into his face, in order to tell the stranger this: “Truly, your [hair]?? is very long!” The priest answered: “Fancy that! Wind does not need [hair]??!” “[Better, isn't it, that you will begin in order to eat o brother]??, and in the meantime please tell me something. Because I want to know the secret which you conceal.” “Ok! Here is the secret I kept: while I was walking on the red brick road, a cold wind blew into my face.” The wind stopped in order to listen.