Grant me the moment, the lovely moment br That I may lean forth to see br The other buds, the other blooms, br The other leaves on the tree: br br That I may take into my bosom br The breeze that is like his brother, br But stiller, lighter, whose faint laughter br Exhoes the joy of the other. br br Above on the blue and white cloud-spaces br There are small clouds at play. br I watch their remote, mysterious play-time br In the other far-away. br br Grant I may hear the small birds singing br the song that the silence knows...