I am in my house,
I am living you, O my life.
My life, my world,
I am within you.
What you have given me
What for you are with me,
O life, I do not
Want to analyze it here
At any time.
But O life, I want to
Know the truth, I want to
Count the waves, I want to
Observe the changing colours.
Life, here you are
In the war, I know.
Life, here you are
In sweet love that is
In me from the very beginning.
I am waiting for you, O life,
Why are you going away from me,
From my very love in a dramatic style.
All are here watching you, see,
Under the sky, in open field.
I have to wait and stay awake,
My life only to hear you
In the chirpping sound of birds,
In the mixture of dark and light.
You have given me everything,
My dear life that I know,
I want nothing else but
This simple poetic sensibility
With a sweet music to live.
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