I am happy and cheerful,
My soul is freshing as mint colourful,

But sometimes I dissolve in a delusion,
That hides the pain of being an illussion,

As cold as rain,as fresh as breath of deep ocean,
From greenery to brown shades of corrosion,

I have in me my inside,
That is holding a shattering mirror side,

A concave horizon is still in the sky,
For obvious to be in line to say goodbye,

But when wave lies in beautiful tranquil,
That blows you hard as to change the spill,

Stay at your side,how hard it be,
You will be serve lavish by the destiny!