Today Joyful

Who can see tomorrow?
Oh boat sail without winds
Oh poor fisherman without paddle
your wisful fly with the seagulls
and never return to the dock

Who can guess somebody hearts wishper
Oh soul who always ask about love
Oh body those shaking couse of longing
Your hope was burried on a grave
and never rise till end of day

Only for today you must belive
light of hearth turn and spirit life
Tomorrow just Tomorrow
Today is joyful wasted your sorrow