Up the mountains

Down the roads

We walk to find our way

To what and to when?

That is a question

I which our hearts ask us

Every day.

We fly when we need to be free

we ride the wagon

when we need companionship

Falling off with their push

We sail despairs seas

Upon our own exploration battleship

Wars waged due to misunderstanding

Fears

Watch all in our life fall

Ashes remain

We wash them away with our tears.