XII
When I look at the sky
I feel I should fly
Or maybe take a ride
On the Milky Way, where I could hide
Myself to take a break.
This tumultuous life is just a mistake
We all make, this is what we get
Because very often we forget
About the music and the dance,
Without them we don’t have the slightest
chance
To really live our lives.
Only near the stars
Music comes to us
As simply as possible,
As if you take a bus
And realize it is impossible
To get lost. You dance and you move
After that naturally,
Don’t try to improve
Anything, because everything is heavenly
Here on the Milky Way
Where you should stay
When you sing and dance
Waiting for life’s true chance.