Astral light agitates the soul
Dispersing in the essence of the depth
And reflecting in the enigma of the whole
Mysteriously twinkles till the planet's death
By fortune's invisible waves
Our boat is carried alone
Making us sometimes feel like slaves
And giving us a yearning to moan
If our habit is becoming second nature
We very often thank our lucky stars
And be imported by life's adventure
Taking no notice of destiny's scars
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The astral light agitates the soul
Dispersing in the essence of the depth
And reflecting in the enigma of the whole
Mysteriously twinkles in the stellar heights...
By the fortune's invisible waves
In the life we are carried alone
On a thorny path sometimes
For the elusive happiness...
Following the stream of time
We are sailing in our boat
And the thirst for new adventures
Suddenly, we leaving for later...
If our habit is becoming second nature
We very often thank our lucky stars
And with the ease of bird free of cage
We don't feel the limit of boundaries...