They wish to have a little of this strength
My own will wish doesn't fear the luck
My blood splits out of each hurt
And i drink its strength when the cup fills on
And now already aware of trespass

My spirit's wiser and never forgets
What i already know
To build dreams with grace

Sun raised and my will prays for hurry
The hurry that passes and looses chances

But i stop and think
In the walk of life
Calm's ever a power of richness
Never mind what comes and goes
Nor how it used to be