There are things that we take away
There are things that we let go
There are things lying around in the corners
These are things that we forget
There are things that come back
There is the near and the infinite
One morning I wake up
At the end of a dream that is running away
A little lost I take a walk
Under the plane trees of my town
There are things that we take with us
There are things we sacrifice
But I'm still happy
Very happy
It's in my blood
I am still happy
I sip an anisette
I listen to Satie's piano
I think of honey and storms
All the curves of life
There are things I avoid
There are times when I endure
But I'm still happy
Very happy
Sometimes I don't have time
I'm still happy
My head is spinning because the world is turning in every direction except towards the future
I My legs are shaking because no one seems to know how it will end
There are things we take away
There are things we let go
There are things lying around in the corners
These are things that we forget
There are things that come back
There is the near and there infinite
But I'm still happy
Very constant
Sometimes I don't have time
I'm still happy
But I'm still happy
Very happy
It's in my blood
I'm still happy