THE GARDENER SONG

Look at me, I'm happy
among the leaves that sing
when through the garden goes
the wind in a skateboard.

When I go to sleep
I close my eyes and dream
of the smell of a country
in bloom for me.

I'm not a dancer
because I like to stay
steady in the ground and feel
that my feet have roots.

Once I studied
in a little weed book
things only I know
and that I'll never forget

I've learned that a nut
is wrinkled and old,
but it can offer
lots, lots, lots of honey.

I'm a faithful elf of the garden,
when a flower is sad
I paint it with a brush
and I play the bell for it.

I'm a guardian and doctor
of a flower gang
who play domino
and after they cough.

Over here God is going
with a rain watering can
or disguised as the sun
appearing from a balcony

I'm not a great sir,
but in my ground heaven
I keep the best treasure
lots, lots, lots of love