hanging at the tip of the grass
so fragile
so pure
The moment is not ever lasting
but, thanks to mother nature
it happens naturally
every single day
Lets start anew, friend
be as pure as the morning dew
hold on tight even when the strong wind blows
Don's be afraid, friend
even if you were being stepped on
you rise again the next day
Keep your coherence as the morning dew
happy with your own existence
Dance, have fun
sing with the rhythm of the rain
with your head held high
Short-lived, who cares?
