They are What They are

Let the river flow
Where ever it goes
Let the wind blow
Where ever it dances
And let the sun rise
When ever it lights

We can’t stop their wish
We can’t stop their joy
So Please, let me tell you
That they have their own way

Let the flowers bloom
Where ever they live
Let the seasons change
As they have to be
And let our children grow
‘cause they have their own world

We can’t stop their wish
We can’t stop their joy
So please, let me tell you
That they have their own way

They……….
They are what they are
They know what they do
Let them be the ones
Who know their own life
That is just what we have to do.


[27 April 1998 almost 11 o’clock]