There's a destined time for dive, there's a destined time for rise

                    I had no time to ask you, Thornbird,

                    what a common flight would have been like,

                    when million sparkling shaky stars gird

                    darkness covered heavenly skies,

                    I had no time to ask you, Starling,

                    what emotions' flow would have been like,

                    when a Condor unfolds his wide wing

                    and gravity field gets left behind,

                    I had no time to ask you, Eagle,

                    you had no time to reply to Moon,

                    we fly apart, two lonely Seagull,

                    beyond our life's ever lost lagoon.

                          Not his wings take a bird up to sky,

                          but his courage gives him might to fly.