I don’t know her.
Neither do I know the time.
It’s big,
It’s small,
Like the racing mine of sand dunes.
I don’t know her,
Is she or she wasn’t?
Maybe she is as elusive as the wind,
Who is this she?
She is the desire which is inborn within us.
Adios!
I don’t know her.
Neither do I know the time.
It’s big,
It’s small,
Like the racing mine of sand dunes.
I don’t know her,
Is she or she wasn’t?
Maybe she is as elusive as the wind,
Who is this she?
She is the desire which is inborn within us.
Adios!
It seemed,
That you have begun your work with full steam and want to succeed in life.
It seemed,
That you were here this moment and in the next you were busy working.
It seemed that the cuckoo had called but you didn’t listen.
It seemed,
That everything was good and definitely shall be.
Adios!

Top in the world,
We fly,
We see,
We try.
The world is so little,
That’s it’s our gain,
To retain everything,
For which we came.
Adios!

In this rainy season,
Birds fly to their domain above.
With love in their hearts and food in their mouths.
In this rainy season,
We go out with raincoat or an umbrella.
Thinking for the best and going along with it
Happy monsoon.
Adios!

Around and around the park are trees of old times.
They seem happy, standing in the know all along.
Around and around the park,
I see cotton candy sellers and men selling toys and chocolates.
It’s fun to visit a park for it gives happiness.
Adios!