You greet life with a smil
As broad as the Nil
You're not interesting in winning
You're interested in the game
You might be the exception
Because you preferably compete with yourself
I can only anticipate how you feel
When suddenly you don't stand above it anymore
At first everything seems to be clear to you
And then suddenly it snows
At the middle of the year
You know exactly the world is like
One sees it
And (you know) how one
Changes things that went awry to good again
You're strong enough to be small sometimes as well
And you only feel at home in your own body