if I told you that life is simple
ordinary bunch of misery,
you would respond in nonchalant manner
Yet remember, there's always few strawberries

I still think I would hear on a sunny day
your lively response
you will finish my pessimism
with lethal optimism

going around I talk to everyone who listens
I talk to wind, sun and to the streets I talk
nonsense, plain nonsense
while waiting for smiles

when I'm overwhelmed
by your kisses then is al the same
how we look at life
misery and strawberries and strawberry and misery