The levers are pulled
The wheels are turning
The wires
They spark it to life
As the river runs
The same as a clock turns
One hand, two hand, three hand
And I use to be sad
But then you touched my hand
And I flew like a bird
At the speed of a tempest
The wind carried me
It led me to you
So here I am for you
And I will always be at your side
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem