When the smile surprises me
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
In the wild field I run
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
Without dreams and ambition
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
All the flowers are naked
In the wild field I run
As a wild kid unscathed
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
In the wild field I run
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
Without dreams and ambition
In the pink sun on my way
My thoughts just fly away
It's a precious moment I touch
When I don't rave so much
I'm naked too, it's gorgeous
The wind blows in my hair
Nature is ingenuous
I'm not armed without a care
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
In the wild field I run
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
Without dreams and ambition
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
In the wild field I run
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
Without dreams and ambition
But I see, yes I see
On your face so gently
When the smile surprises you
How lovely you are too
Only a bee on my hand
Fast as misunderstands
Hey, I'm just a weird poet
I'm not a flower yet
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
In the wild field I run
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
Without dreams and ambition
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
In the wild field I run
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
Without dreams and ambition
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
In the wild field I run
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
Without dreams and ambition
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
In the wild field I run
In the pink sun, in the pink sun
Without dreams and ambition
