if  you can express sorrow
so that anyone can sympathy with you,
if you can show beauty
so that  poor man can stand before it and sigh,
if you can make this world wonder why
than you belong to everyone and anyone,
if you sing and leafs grows from your sweet sound
than you can imagine how strong your will could be
but and how weak the man is
if you can hold long enough
you will finally understand
we are the light
and stars
and dog on the street

and all that you can be