All the height of my ideas
All the things we had
All we admire to have
Are all colours of the rainbow!
All we expected not to loss
Are liken to rainbow
Night lingers without ties.
Oh! Where’s Zion?
The appearance of the rainbow!
Isn’t determined by man
My night was liken to yesterday’s sorrows
But I can’t stop the rainbow
I’d thought it wise to say “thank you”
Having pass through the road of no end
A road tress-passing tradition, religion and complexion
I found peace, love and patience
But I can’t stop the colours of rainbow
Oh! Where’s Zion?
The colours of the rainbow!
Isn’t determined by man
If, I were the president I’ll paint mountain Everest.
If, I were the governor I’ll uplift people’s lives
If, I were the richest I’ll banish poverty
Man never knows he’s mortal
Liken to say goodbye
When least expected
When greatness depart heroes!
Man becomes nothing
Oh! Where’s Zion?
The colours of the rainbow!
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