When looking at the forest
through the glass window

It is not the sound of the forest
The cry of love
Audible loudly and very loudly

When looking at lover
through the glass window

It is not the sound of lover
The cry of love
Audible loudly and very loudly

When looking at freedom
through the glass window

It is not the sound of freedom
The cry of love
Audible loudly and very loudly.