Blue Storm

A tribute to Obi-Wan, the hero of the Star Wars series. Translation: The night witnesses the ancient exchange between good and evil I finally know how to cry The prehistoric world was seventy percent water, the dark blue wilderness Craving for the full moon at the horizon, I've finally learnt how to confess The messiah was misunderstood by mankind and was outcasted, love and hate became enemies Faraway from storm and calamity, at the chapter three, section four, I'm changing this world Invading with our opinions, take control of the whole street and giving the ocean blue a coat of paint One supersonic train trains my hearing along the way Destroying all those that are too insignificant or too outrageous, to make the real problems more distinct. One pair of boots are racing, strengthened by my lungs along the way Faced with everything that is too threatening and too overwhelming for others, but I've never said I was tired Nine stars joined together, forming a line. Moved by the sight, we repent. Life is precious, I write a sonnet to praise everything about you At the horizon, we give thanks to that love which has finally stopped shifting its bias This part of the music is too sad and beautiful, but I finally understand Far away from the storm and calamity, acting tough is not just about talking about it, it's action I'm the one they spoke of in legends You fit in very well with us, it looks like we have the same frequency One supersonic train trains my hearing along the ...