We’ve been marching under the gloomy skyDispersed into small crowdsFrom horizon to horizonSince time immemorial, for many years.Under the endless vault of the sky covered with starsThrough the land which sucked blood for centuriesThrough the rising clouds of dustThrough rain and raging winds.Past enveloped in mysteryFuture out of sight.Hundreds of thousands of stars shattered in spaceScattered galaxiesWhere the order met with chaos.Everything is only a moment,Story told many timesBy travelling traders, wanderers and confused dreamers.Legends and mythsMemorials of heroism and great actsReal dreamsFrustrated lives.Everything is only a momentAs well as this song,Which I use to hear sung by rooksDuring autumn days of fallen leaves.Sea of loneliness in the distant universePhantom, passing allusion, eternity?Jump into the abyss or fly upDefy or give in.Is it a matter of coincidence or free choice?