Happy People

I feel so lonely, though there are people all around me.

They keep on talking ‘bout the weather and the sunshine.

Happy People,

Without any worries about the lightness of our being.

Maybe I’m crazy or am I just too complicated.

I search the moments so intense for satisfaction.

Provoke me, fulfill me,

I guess I want to live my life just like a movie.

I cannot stop to think [thinking] there’s more to life than living.

I live each moment for the thought and for the feeling.

Drug me, move me,

I might be childish, or a dreamer with no ground.

I prefer my solitude to feed my imagination –

Than to walk with crowds that keep on talking ‘bout the weather.

Happy People,

Without any worries about the lightness of our being.