Close your eyes and dream…

Something good and beautiful
flip through the pages of life
all days… both cloudy and clear.
Like a black and white movie, will respond
and will respond, and for some reason it’s all the same
you get a little upset.

Do you remember the snow-white garden,
that blossomed in the spring,
and someone’s kind, clean look,
poems and songs under the moon.
Then spring will come again!
And sweetly warms the soul again …
And a string will ring in the heart,
And a song for you!… Listen…