Oh! At least we can try!

This longing doesn't let me sleep in peace,
I keep hunting for colours in all the reeves,
It's a tree with red, yellow, blue, pink leaves,
Oh! My soul wants to tease, tease and tease.

Right, I see a gate of death, left I see a ray of hope,
Front I see a girl wanting to be high on a colorful dope,
Eyes with dreams, mind at work, and a tight grip of my ambition rope,
Oh! How much I want to start the journey for my life to cope!

Morning sun and the starry lit night sky,
The festival of Christ and a happy new year- why?
From celebrating everyday- how can we shy?
Let us live and let others too! Oh! At least we can try!