Sitting near the window pane
Watching the town light up like a Christmas tree,
Surrounded by air of passion
I feel calm, I feel free.
With a pen in my hand, I write what I hear
The birds chirping, the laughter of the dove,
I write what I feel
I feel ecstasy, I feel love.
The sky is blue, the water is clear
Bright sunlight, the grass so green,
The thirst for inquisitiveness, the hunger for curiosity
I feel pure, I feel serene.
Hearing the rain pour down
Watching the world come to life,
I feel alive, I feel me
With heaven by my side.