I looks at you: "where you go?"
"and who are you?"… "a river flow"
You look at me: "Why you are here?"
"the river flow, I'm everywhere"
We look at flame, hears river's noice
It's our road, we don't need choice
A sound of forest, screams of birds
How often we hear inner voice?
Where you go? You sure, mate?
Don't try being fast, it can being late
No matter, what you things or say
A sound of river show you way