Now Touch the Air Softly Songtext

von Peter Mayer

Now touch the air softly,
Step gently. One, two...
I ll love you till roses
Are robin s-egg blue;
I ll love you till gravel
Is eaten for bread,
And lemons are orange,
And lavender s red.

Now touch the air softly,
Swing gently the broom.
I ll love you till windows
Are all of a room;
And the table is laid,
And the table is bare,
And the ceiling reposes
On bottomless air.

I ll love you till Heaven
Rips the stars from his coat,
And the Moon rows away in
A glass-bottomed boat;
And Orion steps down
Like a diver below,
And Earth is ablaze,
And Ocean aglow.

So touch the air softly,
And swing the broom high.
We will dust the gray mountains,
And sweep the blue sky;
And I ll love you as long
As the furrow the plow,
As However is Ever,
And Ever is Now.