I have a soul, and that soul wants to be yours, if you want it. You have a free way of living, me the whole life to understand. I don't know how to pray, but I know that loving is a hurry. Thirst that supplies, network that settles, opens and closes if one of the two falls. Ah, how good it is to wait for someone who waits for me too and adjusts to my way of being. Ah, how good it is to love someone who loves me too and conquers without wanting to defeat me. You are the morning, hungry to wake up, me the dawn, ready to kiss you. I don't know how to pray, but I know that loving is a hurry. One day we'll come, free to wait, we'll fly from the nest to live in heaven. Ah, how good it is to wait for someone who waits for me too and adjusts to my way of being. Ah, how good it is to love someone who loves me too. Ah, how good it is to wait for someone who waits for me too and adjusts to my way of being. Ah, how good it is to love someone who loves me too and conquers without wanting to defeat me. www.mooji.org