Jester girl

 

A thousand mysteries, a thousand tales

Could be found in your eyes dear friend

Like deep coridors of uncertainty

Like deep channels

Fresh water streaming through

 

Care not for love, care not for the jester

The foolish one who obey's, blindy, without conscious

The beautiful puppet

At the mercy of the creul puppeteer

 

The puppet master has many gifts

He is a master trickster

His face, a mask of glamorous good faith

He makes a farm tool of the jester

Discarding the rusted for a new horizon

 

Dont fear dearest clown

Relentless enemy

Micker of the purest hope

The sparrow bird watches from the dead tree

Look west, towards free love

That is where the young bird will be

Waiting to fly free

Help you find me