Stand up in the street,
I see cars move east and west.
When the blue sky gets some white colour,
My heart always has a lot of questions.
Coming and going is a normal occurrence
Every second, it has a different meanings.
Every day, people of the world travel their cities.
I don’t want to sit, because the day is so fast.
I don’t want to listen to music, because the sea wind and the seagulls provide music of sadness and happiness.
When I search my depth alone, others follow with me.
At the cross road, it is as if going to the moon.
At the cross road, it is as if staying at a home in the clouds.
