Jaromir Nohavica: The Comet

I spotted a comet streaming across the sky
I wanted to sing to it but it left my sight
Disappeared in a parkland as a forest hind
In my eyes a few small gold coins were left behind
I hid the coins under an oak tree in the earth
When it flies once again we will then not be here
We will then not be here oh so futile and proud
I spotted a comet and wanted to sing out
Ref: Of water, of the grass, of the woods
of a death which we would allay if we could
of our love, of lost trust, of the Earth
and of all the people
who ever lived on the planet here
The wagons are clinking in the stellar stations
Mister Kepler described heavenly relations
In the stellar glasses I found out from my search
the secret which we now carry on our shoulders
a great and long standing secret of creation
that only a person gives birth to a person
that a root is connected to the tree branches
the essence of our hopes
wanders through the cosmos
Ref: Of water, of the grass, of the woods
of a death which we would allay if we could
of our love, of lost trust, of the Earth
and of all the people
who ever lived on the planet here
I spotted a comet as it were in relief
From the hand of an artist who is now deceased
I climbed up to the sky I wanted to touch it
My vanity had stripped me completely naked
As a white marble stat ue carved out by David
I stood there and I searched
and I searched overhead
We will then not be here oh so futile and proud
We will then not be here the others will sing out
Ref: Of water, of the grass, of the woods
of a death which we would allay if we could
of our love, of lost trust, of the Earth
and it will be a song about us and a comet