
In an evening of time,
I was on the losing side,
But the game was won by a sore margin and all good things happened.
Adios!
In an evening of time,
I was on the losing side,
But the game was won by a sore margin and all good things happened.
Adios!
Oh! Bother,
Why to fly,
Why to cry?
Why does the time fly past?
In love,
Why things are so dumb?
Oh! Bother,
Why to think and why to be aware?
When we are and things are in such a state?
Oh! Bother,
Would God help us or shall we take a break?
Adios!
I don’t know her.
Neither do I know the time.
It’s big,
It’s small,
Like the racing mine of sand dunes.
I don’t know her,
Is she or she wasn’t?
Maybe she is as elusive as the wind,
Who is this she?
She is the desire which is inborn within us.
Adios!
To fly in time,
Means to be in your thought with all happiness.
To fly in time,
Is the inspiration to achieve your dreams in all beauty and excellence.
It simply doesn’t mean losing yourself in all nonsense and materialistic things.
Achieving your dreams and goals is the ultimate win in the fight of the time, space and time.
Adios!
The time of nature,
Is seeing it bloom,
And feeling the blossom all around.
The time of nature,
Is to let it be the best.
The time of nature,
Is God’s own work at it’s best.
Adios!