Touch

When you're happy and smiling
the sun is rising.
Even when the day is dark and sad
I can see this sunrise.
And every ray touching me slightly
is like a touch from you!

And when you're sorrowful an crying
it's going to rain.
But every raindrop touching me slightly
is like a touch from you!

When you're angry and shouting
it's going to blow.
But every gust touching me slightly
is like a touch from you!

Also... ich habe dieses Gedicht für eine Person geschrieben, die mir damals sehr viel bedeutet hat und mir auch heute noch in gewisser Weise am Herzen liegt.Nina Bachmann, Anmerkung zum Gedicht