In the noon of life
Even I got lost in the dark forest
In the pieces of mornings
In the yearning of evenings
Where
Faces speak their own language
They learn to laugh out their sadness
and the fragile containers of life
are looking at each other in amazement
A step and a stop at the time
One wrong, one right
Search for a road which shines
Search for a path which speaks
refrain:
It's in the movement of your hands
It's in the lights of the sky
It's during the days and the nights and always
It's here it's elsewhere
It doesn't speak, it can't answer
I have understood this in its light
The winter brought us to this place
where we are lying side by side
We learn to know each other better
We learn to let go in time
Maybe I don't know what to do
Even though sometimes I am sure
and sometimes I just lie down quietly
and only dare to doubt
If I tried to speak only words
Pieces of touch left in my hands
Have to let go, have to think again
Myself and the others
refrain