Answer:
I pass before the sun, but make no shadow.
When the horse strokes the cat, the wood begins to sing.
When it is alive we sing, when it is dead we clap our hands. What is it?
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land
The more you take, the more you leave behind.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?