I look out of the window up in the sky

I look out of the window up in the sky,

I glare at everything I can watch,

with no peculiar thoughts in my mind,

looking to see what is so strange about life and people,

nature, air, buildings, sky, light, darkness



Can I get an idea like that,

what I want to know,

the strangest things,

the mystery,

the secrets,

the unknown



Will I be able to unfold the mystery,

which no one else has dared to exploit,

what lies behind that scene,

Will I be able to unravel,

I look out of the window,

to try and succeed.