Kismat

Used to be a drifter,
Shasu gypsy in disguise
Got a fork in her memory
so she's leaving to decide.

Was it all lies? Everything I hide,
blinded by the dreams I hold inside
Was it all pride? Can I rewrite?
A destiny that lights up the sky...

Follow constellations,
worthy maps, a nomads path
riding the flow of the Tigris
like reaching hands answers grasp

Was it all lies? Everything I hide
blinded by the passing time?
Was it all pride? Can I rewrite?
A destiny that lights up the sky....

There will be no pyre here
Gonne kindle my fire inside
There will be no sorry tears
Gonna dance in the night sky
There will be no sad Moon
Gonna fight to my last rights
There will be no sad Moon
I will rise like the burning Sun.

Daylight's drawing near
like a kick in the eye so clear
No more is she divided
Alive, she can not hide it.