كلمات Track One

Wish me luck, wish me luckier Than the luck itself. I have traveled far, To the edge of distance, Guided by divine hands Through all these sufferings. Many walls have been broken, Many have yet to be. With both feet on the ground, My wish will never expire. Clinging on the urge To stay on track And keep moving. The core of life is not about How we end an episode, But on how we dare to begin Another after another. Wish me luck, wish me luckier Than the luck itself. So many plans to do in such Comfortless time-frame, As change is the only constant In life on Earth. Stagnation never takes its course Within oneself. Praying at the crossroads, Hoping things would go well. Ahead of us lies A different standard of meaning, Adding concrete facets to The once so-called oddity. Time will tell should things function, Or vice versa