I pass all those things Never look by right or left The street seems like end in front of me But more i go, more i throught the day I know that is street will never end Like my life will never end for this way I make my life from a part of small sands The wind blow it away I lost my hope, lost everything You, my love, my home, my mind I walk away from your world Peoples world, move away As long as my eyes still saw from a part will stay in my way Looking pieces of memory that you left Looking for meet you My feet on underground My head fly with the sky My body burrying in field, large field This is you, you the one i try find But i have nothing, nothing, nothing Palopo, 12 November 2015
I wanna tell you how I get there one day.