How could I find the hollow through the water?How to find the path?Walking on through the buried flowerAnd the grass ?We can’t see the ground.
How to see, to cross the stream ?The border disappearHow to see the river in the liquid blur ?All the features are erased.
Let’s through there some paperboatTo mark out the wayLet’s mark contour in our reportWith always opened eyesWe can’t see the ground.
Let’s walk in this desert of dropsTo mark out the wayLet us create our own view and test sunglowAll the line are released

White, salt, pearle fallFall on the ground,And disapear
The day goes, slow downWhere do we go from here ?
Hold me and tell me,Why on the ground, and here ?
All your fingers inside,As time goes byAs a little wave on my backThe reasons change as clouds
Pass all the day so slowly,
Hold me and tell me why i go away and far
And when the wind gets up, i’m never sure,To walk, on the good side.