I look at the stars to find the secret of life.
In the twinkling lights
eternity had writing her mark.
I search among people for the secret of life.
I found worries, sorrows dismay and confusion.
I search in the forest for the secret of life.
I saw that the cycle repeats itself.
Life is born and it dies;
it last only a brief moment span.
A gift every day.
Every dawn a new gift
to enjoy and to share,
not to waste in regrets.