Traveling until it struck its target
Getting the lives of thousands
Causing the cry of billions
Makes blood flow…

Traveling out of the sight
From Cupid’s bow
Getting the sadness out of the heart
And quest for the right one stop

Traveling up and high
Trying to pass the densest clouds
Until it stop, until it broke up
Falling faster directly to the ground

Traveling slowly and gently
Destroying the mirror of selfishness
Until the golden light freed
Nourishing the soul with holiness

Traveling continuously searching for the right path
Until it becomes tired
Finding the peacefulness and satisfaction it wants
Now it stops permanently, it rests forever!