Green Eye
What a delight it is
To see people around you
Happy, very happy
What a delight it is
To fly like a bee, free in the sky
To touch the Green Eye
What a delight it is
To walk on the rain
Clouds are your umbrellas
What a delight it is
To catch the last train,
In your brain, no crash, no steen*
What a delight it is
To burn your skin in winter
at Dubai side sea
To swallow the yellow creamy tea
What a delight it is
To sit around the fire, in a desert
To count flashes green eyes, looking
At the lovely green light coming from the sky
What a delight it is
To catch that light, to swim in it
To swallow a cup full of it, then
Run fast, very fast as a tiger has to be!