Earlybirds watching to the sky,
Bright full moon appear
Reflecting on a mirror skyscraper
During the Mashinery ruste
That is surrounding my soul.
Late night before the crowdy roads
Will fullyfill my skinny bones,
Finding peace at this time
Fivethirty beauty of inner silence,
Feeling sicure surrending my mind;
Leave the heart fly,
into this strange sky
No day, no night.