Softly we shall go.

Softly we shall go, you and me.

We had danced in many dangerous storms 

and we wanted more.

Baby sweet, honey, my love.

We need more shoeless days,

we need to hear the song of the sea.

We need the morning sun on our face and

more easy days.

Softly we go,

trying to find people who can smile.

We are trying to find a colorless world 

where every child had shelter, food and they are safe.

Softly we go, hand in hand.

Praying to the Goddess of the Pacific Ocean.

Please allow me to know one day of peace with you.

Coyote