I'm not afraid of the way,
We should see, we should stay,
Meanders in back away,
And all will be fine, thus,
The wind will carry us.
Your message to Big Dipper
And the run in this direction,
A simple silken snapshot.
Even if it's no use, c'm'on,
The wind will bring it up.
All will disappear, but,
The wind will carry us.
The caress and the strafing,
And this bad wound so aching,
The palace of other days,
future and yesterday,
Wind carry it away.
Genetics hanged on the belt,
Chromosomes in atmosphere,
Some taxis to the galaxies,
And my flying carpet, please?
The wind will bring it up.
All will disappear, but,
The wind will carry us.
This perfume of our buried years,
All that can knock on you from rear
Infinity of happy-ends.
We place one but, what will remain?
Wind will sweep it again.
While the tide is rising,
And each one redo its counting,
I bring in hollow of my shadow
Dust coming from yo-o.
The wind will bring it up.
All will disappear, but,
The wind will carry us.