Dave Lindholm - Pieni ja hento ote

I liked what you told about, person who wanted to have a house as a memory
I like the way you tell things, tell feelings
I like what you do, you do it beatifull and good
You surprise all but those who know

Small and delicate touch, to a person
Just the same feeling as touching wind
Small and delicate touch, that's all

Joy of being, does not shake you shoulders
Poet's cradle, is never made of roses
The veil of silence never deceives the listener
What connects these two? Love for the great big life.

Small and delicate touch, to a person...

Intelligence that has no use, eats person like a rat
How can everything be ready, when nothing's even done yet?
How come your feet on the ground? Have you ever seen anyone walking in the air?
I like you that's all. Do I have to prove that with thousands of words?

Small and delicate touch...

Light and darkness, there's nothing unnatural in it
In both songs the good feeling grows and grows
I don't like it that transferring requires big deeds
After the rain on a sand way the beauty shines and bows deep

Small and delicate touch...