Now I found myself savor of the day
By wandering and pausing random,
Non-sense it would be
As you might think of me a mental,
But believe me my friend,
I could find a way out.
I, on the top of the mountain, so cold,
After closing my eyes, am ready to fall down.
I don’t have to see
How much deep it is,
I would rather let myself go and explore.
God knows, maybe I would find ‘the umbrella’!