[MORITZ]
Awful sweet to be a little butterfly
Just swinging over things and nothing deep inside
Nothing going, going wild in you, you know
You're slowing by the riverside, or floating high and blue
Or maybe cool to be a little summer wind
Like once through everything and then away again
With the taste of dust in your mouth all day
But no need to know
Like sadness, you just sail away
'Cuz you know
I don't do sadness
Not even a little bit
Just don't need it in my life
Dont want any part of it
I don't do sadness
Hey, Ive done my time
Lookin' back on it all, man, it blows my mind
I don't do sadness
So been there
Don't do sadness
Just dont care
SPOKEN:
[ILSE]
Moritz Steifel?
[MORITZ]
Ilse, you frightened me
[ILSE]
What are you looking for?
[MORITZ]
If only I knew
[ILSE]
Then what's the use of looking?
I'm on the way home, want to come?
[MORITZ]
I don't know
[ILSE]
God, you remember how we used to run back
To my house and play pirates
Wendla Bergman, Melchior Gabor, you and I?
[ILSE]
Spring and summer
Every other day
Blue wind gets so sad
Blowing through the thick corn
Through the bales of hay
Through the open books on the grass
Spring and summer
Sure when its autumn
Wind always wants to
Creep up and haunt you
When silence got you
If it's heartache well, it's sorrow
Winter wind sings and it cries
Spring and summer
Every other day
Blue wind gets so pained
Blowing through the thick corn
Through the bales of hay
Through the sudden drift of the rain
Spring and summer
SPOKEN:
[MORITZ]
Actually I better go
[ILSE]
Walk as far as my house with me
[MORITZ]
I wish I could
[ILSE]
Then why don't you?
[MORITZ]
Eighty lines of Virgil, sixteen equations, a paper on the Hapsburgs
[MORITZ]
So maybe I should be some kind of laundry line
Hang their things on me, and I will swing 'em dry
You just wave in the sun through the afternoon and then see
They come to set you free beneath the rising moon
SUNG IN COUNTERPART:
[MORITZ]
'Cuz you know
I dont do sadness
Not even a little bit
Just dont need it in my life
Dont want any part of it
I don't do sadness,
Hey I've done my time
Looking back on it all
Then it blows my mind.
I don't do sadness
So been there,
Don't do sadness
Just don't care.
[ILSE]
Spring and summer every other day
Blue wind gets so lost
Blowing through the thick corn,
Through the bales of hay
Spring and summer every other day
Blue wind gets so lost
Blowing through the thick corn,
Through the bales of hay,
Through the wandering clouds of the dust
Spring and summer