don't try to catch a river
aphrodite's child
no one will ever catch her
for love is a kind of river
river flows over rocks and walls
she seems to be far away from the sky
no one will ever catch her
for love is a kind of river
lovers leave their girls at sunrise
they seem to be so ashamed of the size
no one will ever catch her
for love is a kind of river
river carries along dead leaves
why don't lovers bring along wounded hearts