As we roll we row
Fabricating beautiful odour breath from our mouth
We hit past the disorganized organisations
We strap the surfaces of atoms

We provide the breath as you belong to the smell
We get along with those we carry along
Past the perplexed equals of human mind

We travel by wind
One journey past is never redone
Success of our souls is older than time
We smear greases of smooth deeds

We are the solar system of aqua-life
We are the circulation system of the
Photosynthesized algae
Yet we are the fresh flower in the bride’s hand

We last to every second of our existence
Yet we never return the freshness
We are the sweetest moment on the wedding day
Yet the emotional moment of the rite of passage
A tunnel with light in front and darkness behind

We move faster than time we give what we have
And we have what we give
Because in life it is always one day at a time
One opportunity per turn of events

We are as sweet as the dying beloved's voice
Quite important and yet in irreversible motion
We are the final product in consumption