I think that every time
I meet a robin
the clock of life
strikes an important time
in the rays of a pale sun
filtered by a dense fog
I observe
I listen
I interpret
what is the sense of my life
today
I think that every time
I meet a robin
the clock of life
strikes an important time
in the rays of a pale sun
filtered by a dense fog
I observe
I listen
I interpret
what is the sense of my life
today