I got a modest invisible leaving,
So I just fill it up with some meaning
By spinning my delicate thread.
Here on this tree, we have so much in common -
Each of us is born by a silkworm
And spinning his delicate thread.
Just a drop - and a mighty river is flowing,
By a grain big mountains were growing.
The eternity must be so long...
All I wish is to be a drop in the sea -
Contribute to this tapestry.
Such is the fate of a silkworm.
Someone has been caught in a web of religions,
Someone's high on UFO visions,
I'm spinning my delicate thread.
Someone's ramming forward ignoring objections,
Someone's solving the Ultimate Question,
I'm spinning my delicate thread.
Just a drop - and a mighty river is flowing,
By a grain big mountains were growing.
The eternity must be so long...
All I wish is to be a drop in the sea -
Contribute to this tapestry.
Such is the fate of a silkworm.
All I make is a bit of silk
I have no other special skills.
Life is rushing by like a movie.
While using nothing but hands and some patience
We create this delicate fashion.
Reach your hand and you'll feel it's beauty.
Just a drop - and a mighty river is flowing,
By a grain big mountains were growing.
The eternity must be so long...
All I wish is to be a drop in the sea -
Contribute to this tapestry.
Such is the fate of a silkworm.
Just a drop - and a mighty river is flowing,
By a grain big mountains were growing.
The eternity must be so long...
All I wish is to be a drop in the sea -
Contribute to this tapestry.
Such is the fate of a silkworm.