Father Mother Testo

choosing the flowers of faith in the fields of love
she`s
lovely special
like the one I have in a different way released
she whises
to be in a simple word of understanding
and love love
she`s living in a
world of
why do I feel this way, why?
there`s a time when all the paths
lead to one
ask and the day will come
choosing the flowers of faith in
the fields of love
grasp the sun , father jumbled
I don`t know when
you`ll read my letter
grasp the sun , my mother jumbled
how many more
revolutions around
the sun will mother feel this way?
there`s atime when
all the paths lead to one
ask and the day will come
choosing the flowers
of faith in the fields of love
choosing the fields of love