Deaden your nerves, steel your eyes,
Let this apathy be your guise
You know what is right
But you haven’t the might,
So let all, fall,
Into its own night.
Have not a care,
Be not aware
Let them borrow your
despair

There’s a secret path to walk
A language that nobody talks
A different world to see
Another way to be
Irrefutably

The flowers, the bush, the bees
The trees
God's melody

The desire for attention
is never fulfilled.
the more you get,
the more you need
to fill up
the gap it leaves

The better things are found early.
In the early morning, all is well.
In the early morning, leaves are green.
In the early morning, the sky is bright.
In the early morning, the tongue is tasty.
In the early morning, the heart beats a bit.
In the early morning, the eyes look better.
In the early morning, the reasoning is wide.
In the early morning, there is pure air freshness.
In the early morning, there is fine respiration.
And in the early morning, there are good tidings