I will unleash the horses
I will rest in the grass
I will steal the show
I will smile broadly
No reins to pull
No rules to follow
No pain or sorrow
With no error in my dance
Whatever comes, let it come
All is colorful
Even black and white
When I paint, it’s beautiful
And what I draw is honest
Be it straight or curved
Be it a sphere or a line
Life is always right
And I do not fear mine
Whatever comes, let it come
Whether black or white
I do not fear life
Nor its counterpoint
Whatever comes, let it come