Thousands of hopes fall down from the hill
Turn on and make the future of the life
Go away distance and distance creates the feel.
Very little sands and Gems want to belong together
But some of the tidal waves destroy the love of gesture.
Ray of live focusing on flash back memories
Have to forget the bitter past and abuses.
Dust of Twilight takes wing with hope very slowly and slowly
Birds and the cattle are moving to their house with exuberantly.