Small Happiness

What is this life is full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs
and stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see when Woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see in broad day light
Streams full of stars like skies at night.

No time to turn the beauty's Glance
And watch her feet how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich the smile her face began.

A Poor life this is full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.