As you open your weary eyes,
With the welcoming sunrise,
As daylight shines on your face,
You wake up, and begin a new story,
Paint your hopes, write all your glory,
Upon the vast canvas
Of the world’s blissful glaze.
A new shade of colors each day,
New jargons, new rhymes and new songs
To fill up the void of the restless hours,
Too desperate to wash the old away.
As the days decay, and your dearest sun
Spreads its warmth all over the horizon,
You rest your head on earth’s slender lap
And sleep, till all your leftover memories
Wash away, as you let your dreams run
Again and again, in the dreaded nights,
While your stories rely on the daylight,
And at each day’s end, they evaporate
Into thin air, they go down with the sun.
I stand up high, I arise in those nights
With my eternal moonlight.
I walk hand in hand with the darkness,
Till the nights and I, become one.