I am a sad baby bird who with a soft beak
scrapes on a stone looking for water
like people so do birds
are looking for the most likeable when they go
Picture, rhythm, feeling, and a word
did everything go by so fast
I know very well where you are, with whom you are
I know that with this the soul elects by itself
but I can’t
I miss you, I miss you so much
for everything that went by, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you so much
for everything that is coming, I miss you
I am a sad baby beard with broken wings
for observers, I am so weird
in a dream one can, almighty God
everything but one thing, to stay awake.
I miss you, I miss you so much
for everything that went by, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you so much
for everything that is coming, I miss you