It's suffocating,

It' toxic,

It's full of love.

 

It's wandering,

It's tragic,

Who knows what it's made of?

 

It's smelly,

It's foul,

It's not pleasant.

 

It's heavenly,

It's rich,

It's always present.

 

It's laughter,

It's tears,

It's full of beautiful sounds.

 

It's smiles,

It's joy,

What has more ups than downs?

 

It's mysterious,

It's simple,

It's essential to life.

 

It's delirious,

It's plain,

It's even more important than your wife!

 

What is this necessity?

This remedy?

This special melody?

 

Nothing can compare,

It's not at all rare,

It's just simple: air.