Green Eye
What a delight it is
To see people around you

Happy, very happy

What a delight it is

To fly like a bee, free in the sky
To touch the Green Eye


What a delight it is
To walk on the rain
Clouds are your umbrellas


What a delight it is
To catch the last train,

In your brain, no crash, no steen*

What a delight it is

To burn your skin in winter
at Dubai side sea
To swallow the yellow creamy tea


What a delight it is
To sit around the fire, in a desert

To count flashes green eyes, looking
At the lovely green light coming from the sky


What a delight it is
To catch that light, to swim in it
To swallow a cup full of it, then

Run fast, very fast as a tiger has to be!