The Song for Myself
The Sleeping Tree
New Year’s Eve.
How many hours have you been dancing, dancig?
Now you’re free,
But tell me, do you really feel happy, happy?
You’re not better than any other else,
So mind your faith
And mind your thoughts,
Mind your dos and mind your don’ts.
You’re not better than any other else,
You’re not better than any other else.
Feel this breeze.
That’s the wind that makes you feel useless, useless.
Now you’re free,
But tell me, do you really feel happy, happy?
You’re not better than any other else,
You’re not better than any other else,
You're not better than any other else...
Was it so hard to do?
Was it so hard to wait?
Was it so hard to do?
Was it so hard to wait?
New Year’s Eve.
How many hours have you been dancing, dancing?
Now you’re free,
But tell me, do you really feel happy, happy?
You’re not better than any other else,
You’re not better than any other else,
You're not better than any other else...
And every morning when the sun comes up,
I’ve seen you waking up with such a joyful face.
And every evening when the sun goes down,
I bet you’re smiling in the pouring rain.