It's so beautiful so small,
it's nothing really,
or just a moment,
a smile a whisper,
the blink of your eyes.
Oh soap bubble
the present is so short.
the fury of the world
is just a distant memory.
It's nothing really,
a perfume a pure wind,
a tender feeling.
dreams expressing themselves,
dreams that are born,
it's probably nothing,
but how beautiful these moments are...