I can not that long road at all                                                                                   Simply because it looks like a dead-end ...                                                              That tunnel of hope extends endlessly ,but                                                               There might so stumbling-blocks ahead ...                                                                Clouds cover all those pretty and brilliant stars                                                      Up in the high skies ...                                                                                                  White doves hover over our heads                                                                            Looking for a safer haven for themselves ....                                                               Cars with flat tires are useless anytime ....