I've got seven green problems in my pocket,
I've got three halfhearted kiss in my mouth.
Am taking five sheets of paper to scribble
And am heading towards  the South.

My guitar holding my back ,
My sun-glass makes my eyes blue.
Home -I will never be
This is for sure to be true.

I've got some good company with me
And they told me they'll let me be free
They are the eternal Space and Time
As  travelers they can read My mind.

We are going to celebrate the life
with music and a little bit of wine.
My Shangri-la under the autumn sky
will keep changing with the universal time...