Many years ago i was during a night shift in an old wooden building, it was windy, and suddenly the noise of the wind going through the cracks turned into some

Many years ago i was during a night shift in an old wooden building, it was windy, and suddenly the noise of the wind going through the cracks turned into some kind of chant, i was alone in the building, in a hill , far from other buildings. It sounded like people chanting old songs. I stood fascinated knowing that was in my mind , enjoying it during several minutes till somehow the sound again turned in to wind noises again.