We are on a journey to the promised land
Just as we move, the journey seems to expand
Several years has past
Our dreams fading away
...
Our dreams seem locked up for eternity
We are all in the time of darkness
As our hopes and dreams are dashed
We are all hopeless
...
Life is all about mutation
People you see today you may see no more
Oh! ! What a methodology of creation
Unto the world there is no definition
...
We are already in proximity
To a perpetual reality
Under a feeling and action of an absolute integrity
We hope to work hard in all activity
...
Although I am being castigated
Although I am rejected
Although I am discouraged
I still shine
...
Just the sound of the 'Ring'
Made the birds to sing
With the frogs croaking,
The beers dancing,
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Like a trance
I see an image shaped like a cone
A cone which is unknown
In an utmost gaze
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I think I feel the power in me
The me I thought
The thought to kill
The wish to die
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A land of old
Filled with gold
The inhabitants are bold
But fail to uphold
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We have come to behold
The source of gold
We fail to uphold
We fail to unfold
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Just like yesterday
I can see the smiles
Filled with pains
The news of your death
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I can see the smiles
That same smiles of joy
When I was brought into the world
You carried me nine months in your womb
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Morning, evening and night
And one loud sound
And there shall be cries
When the plane takes off
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An agenda of change
Coming from a specified range
A range with a vision of change
Change from a source with an old age
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Next in line
Is one who is fine
A mother of mine
A woman in her prime
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Journey
We are on a journey to the promised land
Just as we move, the journey seems to expand
Several years has past
Our dreams fading away
We are on a journey to the promised land
Just like in Subway Surfers, the journey doesn't end
We keep our hopes on the future ahead
But it seems our luck is dead
We are on a journey to the promised land
Our leader comes up with a hope of change
But as days go by, we are all in rage
But we come up with the idea of tolerance
We are on a journey to the promised land
It seems our destination is at hand
We are almost close to the promised land
Our dreams and hope lies in our hands.
You will never know who is your best friend until something bad happens
We all get imaginations; waiting for a day of realization.
There is always hope to all who don't fall.