I walk across the golden sands,
Leaving footsteps of my memories,
Follow me across the lands,
Let's celebrate our victories...

we can't bring back our memories,
but, we can live in that through..
we never think about the sky,
while we are walking through the land
but when our sight were reach the top
that time we aware about the land...


sea breeze were touch the heart..
while walking, it were pass through..
memories is were like that...
we can feel that..but we can see that...
we can celebrate it, but we can't create it.... that's life.....

Mis Black....