| Same river, we swim like some sliver, in skin, | |
| Now it's in the river again, | |
| But it's moving and it feels so cold, | |
| Maybe you will, catch it still. | |
| In the same river we swam was no different, | |
| Than the same river we swam in again. | |
| Breathing spores, longing for, | |
| My lungs to be filled with your fungus no more. | |
| I cried as my cells divide, | |
| The feeling multiplies over time. | |
| And the boy sees me humming this simple song, | |
| And the boy comes close, he brings his sister along, | |
| The ecstatic unburdened youth, they're never wrong, | |
| And the boy starts singing along. | |
| After all, a voice, it's just a light, all the time in front of you, | |
| Facing faces, placing places, changing every time you do, | |
| Set off by soundless voices, singing rounded noises, | |
| Singing au revoir forever. | |
| The same river we swam in was no different, | |
| Than the same river we swam in again, | |
| Because it's moving and it feels so cold, | |
| Maybe you will catch it still. |