Gentlewords

The language of children, so open and clear

we all have spoken it, we understood each other so fine

we can't hear it, we can't see it

however it gently hits us, the worries are disappearing

it is without any intention, empty of expectations

the doubs it rises about, so refreshing to the neighbor

so close and boundless, expired glare

to be familiar with each other, we could be happy

secret of deepness, everybody feels this

gifts are guided from heart to heart

oh flower of love, it is already withered

a sign in the mirror, how we made an effort

the time is gone, the path is the goal

it doesn't help so much speaking and worrying

only with strength and courage, nurtured by actions

the hope to live has just granted

so - be attentive right now and contemplate about yourself

the smile inside your heart will enrich yourself...fine.

Wolfsburg, April 6^th 1996