Flowers
Up in the air flows the smell
The sweet rythm of the sea …drifting
And all the flowers
Grow under your feet
At the end is always the blue sky and you.
In every step of this dance
Waits The next one quitley, –– easy, and then,
A ray of sun
Over the leaves
At the end is always the blue ocean and you.
Things moving in their way
no words to say
And everything goes slow
the sun takes me where you are and
the time goes by in Gentle sounds
All happens suddenly there’s nothing for me to be done.
the tender bud knows the way
The sun will come up, a new day, rising
After the spin turn
Comes another one
At the end is always the blue horizon and you.
Things moving in their way
no words to say
And everything goes slow
the sun takes me where you are and
The time just stands
a whispered sigh
All happens suddenly there’s nothing for me to be done.
