I look out to sea and gaze upon the setting of the sun

Still knowing that all around me there is much work to be done

While worshipping stars above me

While the warships are fighting round me in the sky.



Observing the time attack the movement of the human race

Observing evolvement of an ethnic sound destroying space

Seeking the time to help me move the meeting

celestial greetings from the air.



Gazing in wonder at the human fire of carnival

Knowing that some are right about the wrong in principle

Opening hearts to warm you coldly

As I look onward boldly to the air