The world sways with the gust of wind of time,
some petals fray fighting with constant dismay,
regrets never seem to stay on the other side of the bay,
the waves often bring onshore surprises and coffins from far away,
yet we all said in these infinite seas away from the shores of coffins,
eying horizon and the magical promise land on our imagination's edge,
what I treasure today not the turbulent seas, the thrill of being,
not the monsters of the past popping up miseries,
it is the oasis, the warm kiss of life is what I treasure the most...
But I never want adventures of end, I wish to start every moment
to turn my eyes to a brand new me in this good old world....
some petals fray fighting with constant dismay,
regrets never seem to stay on the other side of the bay,
the waves often bring onshore surprises and coffins from far away,
yet we all said in these infinite seas away from the shores of coffins,
eying horizon and the magical promise land on our imagination's edge,
what I treasure today not the turbulent seas, the thrill of being,
not the monsters of the past popping up miseries,
it is the oasis, the warm kiss of life is what I treasure the most...
But I never want adventures of end, I wish to start every moment
to turn my eyes to a brand new me in this good old world....
