You say that the sky - is a wall,
I say that the sky - is a window.
You say that the sky - is water,
You say that you dived and saw the bottom.
Well maybe this is so.
Maybe you're right.
But I saw in your eyes
How the grass stretches to the sky.
You say that there is no love,
There is only a carrot and a whip, (1)
I say the flowers are blooming
Because they do not believe in death.
You say you don't want to be
A slave to anyone, ever
I say: it means being a slave
To the one who'll be with you.
Maybe I'm wrong,
Maybe you're right.
But I saw with my own eyes,
How the grass stretches to the sky.
Is it worth arguing with you all night
And not sleep until morning,
Maybe I'm wrong,
Maybe you're right.
Why these disputes, the day will come,
You will see for yourself,
Does the sky have a bottom and why
Is the grass stretching to the sky
Maybe I'm wrong,
Maybe you're right.
But I saw with my own eyes,
How the grass stretches towards the sky.