Divine thoughts tremble, in the window of my heart
Blossoms spreads fragrance, in the gentle breeze of dawn.

In preparation for the goal, the wind blows on the sail
Standing firm on boat's neck, just moving forward.

Every moment of thought, lets call that back
Memories are almost lost, let them stay behind.

I heard the arrival of that good day, with a new consciousness in my heart
Stepping forward on the way back again, erasing all the pain.