How could I find the hollow through the water?
How to find the path?
Walking on through the buried flower
And the grass ?
We can’t see the ground.

How to see, to cross the stream ?
The border disappear
How to see the river in the liquid blur ?
All the features are erased.

Let’s through there some paperboat
To mark out the way
Let’s mark contour in our report
With always opened eyes
We can’t see the ground.

Let’s walk in this desert of drops
To mark out the way
Let us create our own view and test sunglow
All the line are released

White, salt, pearle fall
Fall on the ground,
And disapear

The day goes, slow down
Where do we go from here ?

Hold me and tell me,
Why on the ground, and here ?

All your fingers inside,
As time goes by
As a little wave on my back
The reasons change as clouds

Pass all the day so slowly,

Hold me and tell me why i go away and far

And when the wind gets up, i’m never sure,
To walk, on the good side.