There is no place Where Men could trace The spring of it all All you could find Lies here The world combined In a grain It is all a matter of knowing When the wind is sprung up and blowing When the sky is gleaming Rivers streaming It's a matter of knowing
[Old Man]
There is no chance No single glance At the spring of it all This paradise Be it! All men could rise But they fall
[Spirit & Old Man]
It is all a matter of knowing When the wind is sprung up and blowing When the sky is gleaming Rivers Streaming It's a matter of knowing
[Old Man]
When the sky is gleaming Rivers streaming Its a reason to wonder?