I liked what you told about
about the human who wanted a house for a memento
I like how you tell things, feelings
I like what you do
you do it beautifully and well
you surprise everyone
except for those who know
a small and light grasp
on a human
exactly the same sensation
as the wind that touches
a small and light grasp
that's all
the joy of being doesn't shake the shoulders
the poet's gradle is made out of roses never
the veil of silence never fails the listener
what connects these? the love for the big life
a small and light grasp
on a human
exactly the same sensation
as the wind that touches
a small and light grasp
that's all
gratuitous intelligence eats away on a human like a rat
how can everything be ready when nothing has been done yet?
what do you mean feet on the ground? have you seen anyone walk on air?
I like you, that's all
does it have to be proven with thousands of words?
a small and light grasp
on a human
exactly the same sensation
as the wind that touches
a small and light grasp
that's all
light and dark, there's nothing unnatural
in both songs the good feeling grows and grows
I don't like it that moving requires great acts
after the rain on the dirt road the beauty glows and bows deep
a small and light grasp
on a human
exactly the same sensation
as the wind that touches
a small and light grasp
that's all