It’s a change in tune,
A transformation in time and space,
An indestructible tone,
But it’s a new place,
A new start.
Inspiration floats up,
And the wind blows around me,
Let it catch the flag,
And see it wave.
A new beginning,
A new end,
Just a fresh new bend,
A new corner.
A new turn in time,
Got no a fine,
So why can’t I go out and wine and dine? ?
So bring out the desert! !
This is all new,
Gotta look good,
The way that I do,
And i'm going to change.
A butterfly on the rock,
Look how she has changed,
From an ugly caterpillar,
To a beautiful creature.
Metamorphosis,
Is the name,
And the game,
Change is eradical,
Fantastical and magical.
The electrical storm,
Moves in,
The movement,
The improvement,
The freedom of change,
I’m changing,
But i’m changing into something new,
Not old,
And defiantly not green and bald!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In 2013 I recorded a poetic reading mixed with another poem from this website. It's been a pillar song for me for years especially in the spring