Across the seven seas
Where we want to seek freedom
Like how the birds fly to East
When there are changes in the system

Across the seven seas
The trees dance with the breeze
The orange leaves fallen to the ground
How beautiful does that sound?

Across the seven seas
Life has been unfair to us
Handle stuffs with a snap of fingers?
As easy as it sounds – absolutely not!

Across the seven seas
More islands to depart – more hunting!
Treasures are valuable
And we mustn’t ruin ‘em
To bring them with us until our last breath

Safe and sound arrived
Ahead treasures we find!



-xoxo, Balqis

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