bittersweet symphony (跟著黑羊遛小孩)

I Inhabit My Life - By Marc Chagall


In my paintings
I hid my love
I inhabit my life
Like the tree the forest


Who hears my voice
Who notices my face
Buried in the light of the moon
Like a dead being of a thousand years ago


My mother gave me a gift
It shines in my body
I don't open my mouth
So that my heart doesn't escape


And not to lament
Like a bird in the night


In my paintings
I painted my love
The angels see it
As well as the brides who did not go
To the wedding canopy


The perfume of a flower
Lights the candles
In blue rises
The day of my birth


I hide my dreams
On the clouds
My sighs fly with the birds


I see myself immobile and walking
I disintegrate
In front of the fire which comes from the world
My love is like water dispersed
In the four corners