ay,this cannot be heard

Senses and hences and hences and actions
That is the logic of the world
No logic no doubting no doubting no critics
This is the logic of here

Maybe just maybe it might be it will be
That freedom of love might be near
Take my hand take your hand take your hand take my hand
Roughness of life and tenderness of nature

We had the times we enjoy and enjoy the times we had
Just the two of us in our happy world
All the ups and going downs and remaining downs and shooting ups
Gazing at the stars after all the herds go to beds

Maybe ten more years will do the Queen will make us true
Even not so fret not too I will still love you