My Last Wish

Collected words that could dance on the beats, I arranged the words in the flowing lines, My struggles in the chills and the heats, As a romance of colorful lights it now shines, Life was conceived as a mystical fortune, My ecstatic life danced on a musical tune. The selfish time froze my tears on my cheeks, Nobody will look at icicles on a wrinkled face, But the impressive voice is still at its peaks, The audience is familiar with all its glace, I can still dance though not a visible actor, I can compose new tunes as a music director. As I am tired of singing again and again, The same old lyric and the same old tune, Now retired from dancing again and again, Welcome with painful tears my misfortune, Preparing to go to behind the curtains, A commentator I am who still entertains. When I am tired at a place behind the screens, The lights are tuned off for a crazy old man, I'll sleep there recollecting my golden teens, My lyric in a melodious song as long as I can, Sure I'll see many who'll be singing my song, Even if a fantasy the fantasy is truly strong! With hopes I came in this unfavorable world, With hopes shall go to a new probable world.