Sisters and Brothers

And my dearest ones are singing

a song into the sky,

and the branches they all sing on,

and the buildings sing on, sing on,

and I'm thankful for you every day.

And we're listening and the whole world

is singing a song,

and the sisters they all sing on,

and the brothers sing on, sing on,

and the weather in the street today.

I cannot count the yellow leaves in the sky

when I am walking home, in the meantime

I will hold this day in the mind.

And your pencil case that is always with you

opens now, and the yellows they all sing on,

green and orange sing on, sing on,

and the lode frequency blue of day.

I lost something I used to be before.

I don't know why I'm crying, in the meantime

I will hold these things in the heart.

And I'm listening and singing

a song into the sky,

and the branches they all sing on,

and the buildings sing on, sing on,

and mourning doves they all sing on,

leaves and grasses they all sing on,

and the sisters they all sing on,

and the brothers sing on, sing on,

and the brothers they all sing on,

and I'm thankful for you every day.