My grandma used to say
My life is mysterious
Can't grasp time
And the beginning has ended
My pretty bird keeps flying
Flower that's colorful to the eyes
Listen to the song of the melodious wind
Look at the rich soil of our hardship
(REF)
Where will you stay my fellow
Tell me, time is running
World of life won't wait
for you hmm..
Give way the spirit of others
This comes from a ripe mind
The shine of your life in the streets
They need to be heard
(REF)