When the stars smiles on you,
Lot of souls beckons on you.
They are simply stock with glue,
You think with meaningless clue.
Let the hunter change it's arrow
Then they disappear like night shadows.

When the earth tells your tale,
They all sit closely at your tail.
With you they daily sail,
Do you think you they always hail??
Let the hunter change it's arrow,
Then they disappear like night shadows.

When the days fades away,
And the dark night makes it way,
Just like time will always say,
Even your own shadow will go away.