On both sides of the river
There is life,
Just for existence of
Everything which was
Lost in time, passing by
From both ends.
They have seen all the lives
Passing by, but still they are
Waiting.
Waiting for the time
When coexistence will begin.
Traveling to its end,
To become like the river,
A fluid of all kind of existence,
Coming from the point,
Where everything will begin
And all ends.
They have seen all the lives
Passing by, but still they are
Waiting.
Waiting for the time
When coexistence will begin.
The aeon of Aquarius will begin
And knowledge will lead the way
To the edge of past and future.
Life has gone,
Life will come,
On there way
To wisdome
