I have walked the four corners of the world searching, it was only in a dream that He said to me
Sometimes you ask me
Why it is that I'm so quiet
I almost never speak of love
Nor do I smile at your side
You think of me all the time
You eat me, spit me out, leave me
Maybe you don't understand
But today I will show you
I am the light of the stars
I am the color of the moon
I am the things of life
I am the fear of loving
I am the fear of the weak
The power of imagination
The bluff of the player
I am, I was, I will be
Gita! Gita! Gita!
Gita! Gita!
I am your sacrifice
The "wrong way" sign
The blood in the vampire's eyes
And the vows of a curse
I am the candle that lights
I am the light that goes out
I am the edge of the abyss
I am the everything and the nothing
Why do you question me?
Questions won't show you
That I am made from earth
From fire, from water, and from air
You've got me every day
But don't know if that's good or bad
But know that I am in you
Yet you are not in me
From the tiles I am the roof
The catch of the fisherman
My name has the letter A
From dreams I am the love
I am the housewife
In the tit-for-tats of the world
I am the executioner's hand
I'm shallow, wide, deep
Gita! Gita! Gita!
Gita! Gita!
I am the fly in the soup
And the shark's tooth
I am the eyes of the blind
And the blindness of vision
I,
Yes, I'm the bitter of the tongue
The mother, the father, and the grandpa
The son which has not yet arrived
The beginning, the end, and the middle
The beginning, the end, and the middle
I am the beginning,
The end, and the middle
I am the beginning,
The end, and the middle