Life Is Endless River

Life is an endless river.
It flows fast or slow.
We swim like a sliver.
Which way do you know?
It begins in heaven,
into the ocean falls.
But its real direction,
nobody knows. Nobody knows.
Yes, nobody knows. Can your water
fill with sense?
People's souls, children's lands.
Fields of flowers, plants of love.
Can it drive our ships above?
Water is your reflection.
Water is your soul.
It contains your actions.
It consists your goal. If your water's dirty,
full of hurts and lies, you are always thirsty,
and your loved ones cry.
Can your water
fill with sense?
People's souls, children's lands.
Fields of flowers, plants of love.
Can it drive our ships above?
Life is an endless river.
It flows fast or slow.
We swim like a sliver.
Which way
do you know?
It begins in heaven,
into the ocean falls.
But its real direction,
nobody knows,
nobody knows.
Yes, nobody knows.
Can your water
fill with sand?
People's souls,
children's land.
Fields of flowers,
plants of love. Can it drive our ships above?