Another world

In another world, under another star

Roses would bloom at night

Enchanting travelers by their scent and sight

Any hint of gloom, near or far

Would be obliterated quite

They would walk fatigued yet upright

In another world, under another star

Loving the unknown would be alright

No colors, no tongues would possess might

In joy or sorrow, at any hour

We would still dazzle bright

And exist together, wrong or right

In another world, under another star

We would lead a legendary war

Where dreams would crush cultural insight.