I searched for you, peace, in every corner and dark corridor,

Maybe you are in a hidden gulf, or in a secluded sea.

I tracked every footprint, day and night, step by step...

It was clear that I was thirsty, starving for a moment of silence.

Hoping you would fall from the sky, I opened my umbrella upside down.

And I realized that man is just a piece of the whole,

The ruler of the universe, yet a simple dust brush.

By narrowing down expectations and the ego, frankly...

Tearing down the templates, I chose a brand new path,

By putting on the brakes, I escaped to my own essence.

In stories, in fairy tales, on a raft washed ashore,

In the blooming flowers, in the fruit of a dry branch.

In verses, syllables, and rhymes, in a thousand states of the heart...

I was rusty iron to myself, while a crown to the worthless ones,

Perhaps I scattered my attention far too much.

And I realized that man is just a piece of the whole,

The ruler of the universe, yet a simple dust brush.

By narrowing down expectations and the ego, frankly...

Tearing down the templates, I chose a brand new path,

By putting on the brakes, I escaped to my own essence.

No more searching outside, no more chasing the wind,

The treasure was hidden right where the journey begins.

From the rust to the crown, from the dust to the stars...

I chose a brand new path...

Escaped to my own essence.