The Golden Moment

Silvery birds flying
Under the soft sunlight
Oh, it is so bright
As it casts away the horrible night
It seems to break the whiten wall
But it is not finish at all

As the sun comes up
The shining face shows
As the sea starts to melt
The morning starts to break
The clouds start becoming gold
Which they have not been told

The sun seems to shine like a star
And wakes a suffering soul
It smiles gently
And wakes slowly
Behind it are the mountains and the clouds
They are all awaken
And that is the golden moment