Overcast road

And the time stopped

Stop through in the space

Here am exile of me

Where I am meeting?

If I walk in the overcast road

Where I will go?

Follow the silence searching the sound

Where is the sound?

The sound who cut the air and be calm

The sound who pass the blue of skies

So pass in me

Tingind my life in purple-shell

Gilding the edge of my I

And if I slide in the way

I search "re-stand up" in the true

And if I climb and raise

I stand up when I hit the mark of blue

In the trail of my jorney

I follow the overcast highway

In the silence of a night

Where I will go?

If I search the golden morning?

And the Sun I find

Shine beauty in the horizon