With fire in my eyes, I mold the world to my desire,
With fire in my soul I build the home, nobody shall conquer,
I spit fire when I fight and search for truth,
I’m the fire, I’m the fire, while I am the burning youth.
But fire comes and goes when all that stays is air,
And it would be only fair to say that once I’m old and the fire dies,
My children will ignite their share of air and earth to go and light on through this endless curse.
It is reborn when hearts are kindled,
And all we want is to tell a story
Or just to listen.
We are good friends, we aren’t gay,
We simply know how to share the grace of God
And say ney to evil spirits, that we often have at doors of our minds,
And then we cast away.
Restless, I run in the field
Restless, I search for the wind
Restless, I lay down
Restless, I find my rest and peace outside of the town.
Made of fame, made of people,
Chocolate and gold.
I look around to recognize the power of nature,
And the people who already grew too old,
To run and contemplate the power of the sun.
But they may be sitting, staring at the glimpse of the moon
And thinking, how beautiful is our world.
Jerusalem city of three religions
At times we don’t know where do we go
And finally, we know that the world isn’t spinning only around us
Maybe we should find God in every breath
And make it possible for coming generations to progress.
People mind too much today
But I say,
Enjoy the moment.
Enjoy the people,
Enjoy the day.
Zen mind, zen mind,
Take me to the wild,
Take me away, my holy child.