child of mine

i feel spring trying to show its warm face, i saw you, what's it all about?
you will get your way, my roses have bloomed
who would believe it

my Phoenix has grown so much through the winter.
his long blonde curly hair reflects in the yellow sun
every rock must be picked up
ants and snails are his favorite.
there can be no doubt
he cast his spell when he steps outside
the birds come to pay him a visit
who would be believe it

i remember you in dreams
the child of mine
you were conceived not once,twice, but three times.
the eyes of the gods have been watching over you

we live in a house full of spirit
you laugh and giggle, for no silly reason.
who could be tickling you

the Phoenix is happiest when he beats his Drum


in her i know
i am one