As far as that your glory could shine,
History also could be coming after the future with one single inch,
Facts are made up of the power to live your own just fine,
With hope of repeating one single smile from you free of any pinch….

Walking up by that river,
Walking up by that river,

Those rocks were not islands, but could look as old people,
Standing tall no matter how, that long time could pass,
Eyes where all that scene trying, just to tell story as double,
As flowers could add to the joy, meaning and real mass….

Part of what you could hold on, is what you really think,
Not only for the dream, could has that come one day true,
Where oceans can deeply be, the other part of link,
If the ties are living free, inside the hearts of the crew…

Walking up by that river,
Walking up by that river,

Ayman
30/4/2008