Under the Moonlight,
During Winter Night,
From the stillness of my bed,
I look out of the Window,
And see the Moon very bright in the Skies,
Then the thought of Life come to me.

I heaved and thought to myself,
Life is just like a mist,
That appear for a little time,
Then it vanishes,
The way we spend our Life's
Really matter,
And this is what determine our destination.

I said to myself,
There is only one life,
And it's better we actt fast,
Because it's not how far,
But how well,
Life is temporal,
And it is better we live it as if it will end today.