Fly away another land,

land of no masses,

where you and I exist,

nor any being, no human classes.

Soar away with the birds,

sleep in the laps of nature,

drink the purity of the river,

and play along with the creatures.

Travel in the rainbows,

seven colours in seven years,

clouds shall welcome us,

and treat us with cheer.

Mountains spread their arms,

to hug us warmly,

the sky showers flowers,

and kiss our forehead charmly.

Go together hands in hands,

only me and my solitude,

walking to our horizon,

in a cheerful mood.