Traveling laugh but jokes apart,
lets talk of something,
which won't but have to depart,
time is that friend that won't end,
but for us there is one dead end.
Left alone but with someone,
nights galore under a scorching sun,
time is the catalyst that has driven,
behind me there was someone who facilitated the reaction.
Always a leap of a frog,
never makes a turtle move,
time has surprised everyone,
gloomy one's get ready to groove.
