You carry all the ingredients to turn your life into a nightmare – Don’t mix them!
You have all the genius to build a swing in your backyard For God.
That sounds Like a hell of a lot more fun.
Let’s start laughing, drawing blueprints, Gathering our talented friends.
I will help you With my divine lyre and drum.
Hafiz Will sing a thousand words
You can take into your hands,
Like golden saws, Sliver hammers,
Polished teakwood, Strong silk rope.
You carry all the ingredients to turn our existence into joy,
Mix them, mix them!