How many drops of dew around me
I look for the sun but it's not there
The countryside is still sleeping, maybe not
It's awake, it looks at me, I don't know
Already the smell of the earth, smell of wheat
Rises slowly towards me
And life in my chest beats slowly
I breathe in the fog, I think of you
How green all around, even further
The grass almost looks like a sea
And lightly my thought flies and goes
I'm almost afraid it will get lost

A horse stretches its neck towards the meadow
Stays still like me
I take a step, he sees me
He's already run away
I breathe in the fog, I think of you
No, what I am now I don't know
I am a man, a man in search of himself
No, what I am now I don't know
I am alone, only the sound of my step
But in the meantime the sun already filters through the fog
The day will be as always

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