When I wake up everyday,
all I want is to find something new.
As life moves on like a play,
all I want is to see it as it grew.
Day by day something changes,
and I feel happy when I see it.
Because I know the exchanges,
are meant to boost the spirit.
So when I look up to the clear sky,
all I want to see is an array of colours.
The sunshine will not be so shy,
it'll make me bright and fuller.
Paint the sky,
because it'll look beautiful again.
Paint the sky,
don't care if its pain or gain.
Paint it with love, life, laugh
as it'll make me happy.
Paint it with hate, death, tears,
as it'll make me strong.
Just like the blue velvet,
the journey is really long.
Life ain't about the end yet,
it's all about going on strong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice words... last four lines are worth to read times n times