You think that there are seven ages.
We play our role and all our life is like an act.
Or do we have our own and special karma.
Coming again never leave our track.
How useful is this garden of Eden, the seven heavens,
as they are far away.
For all those needing good excuses.
And so their life becomes a game to play.
Just a short break after this long way.
I think I'll rest here for a while.
Here, were the past meets the future.
Look out, it's noon, the eternal moment of return comes by.
Moment, you are my faithfull companion.
The only anchor in the circle of my life.
As time goes by, slowly but surely.
You never follow, you're never out of sight.
Is our being an illusion.
All in the view of our minds?
Is that the only key to our experience.
Our need and anguish the leader of our kind?
Just a short break after this long way.
I think I'll rest here for a while.
Here, were the past meets the future.
Look out, it's noon, the eternal moment of return comes by.
