The sing of song

it's a song without title

a song without word

a song without sound

a song in our eyes

a song in our ears

a song in our hands

a song in our feet

We are singing the song without title

a nameless song

It's a distant song

It's a future song

A song who says:

beyond future, beyond distances,

beyond nothing, beyond always

a song in a single colour

that we don't see

many colours

much colours

unknown colours

this was

a song of your mother

a song of your grandmothers

a song of one very old woman

Sleep, sleep my little love

Dream, dream my little love

when you close open your wide eyes