the park

[Denker]

an oasis in the desert of steel and glass
on cold water there is drifting some melting ice
imagine the beauty you might see in summer
even now i smell blooming trees and fresh meadow

every house and those streets around seem so surreal
in this garden of peace there's just freedom you feel
no one is bustling, bother is so far away
one world in one other, so much green in the gray

everywhere you can see rocks sparkling like silver
this park in the center, the city's real treasure
once in a blue moon a place like this i have seen
nothing else on this isle filled my eyes with more gleam