I am going for a moon
You are going for a sun
We are going for a sin
Our paths are getting thin.
Hear my voice -
There is another choice
To be above the skies
To live without cries
To save us from oblivion
To give us divine gifts
in the night of million things
Our stars will meet in the tiny path
In the minds of million years
We will exist as a falling light of our stars.