I carry a giant heavy load
The burden on my back, slung obliquely
As I walk down this lonely road
Only warm breeze embraces my body
Some say this glass is half empty
I would say this glass is half full
But could wine continue to flow ceaselessly?
That the overflowing may wash away my blues
Can the glimpse of past memories be brought to reality?
Will those picturesque reminiscences return to stay?
If only peace and love could find the way back to me
Once again, we could share the stories from yesterday