Canal in Amsterdam
Right inside in the middle
Of the oasis of peace
Where even the hardest riddle
Feels like a goodbye with a kiss
In a kaleidoscope of yellow
Sweet bitter tastes of gold
Where every goodbye leads to a new hello
Where you feel young even when you're old.
Here I float without end
In the glow of green serpentines
And every moment here that I spend
Feels like in the middle of my dreams.