Following The Trail

Where all the people are running to Riding the shoulders of the air? Don't look back even, A crowd is running behind them. Whom should I ask where you are going to? What is the destination, With no address or a sign? If want to know, accompany them, But who knows, Where they might lead to. And never to return, Tell nothing to the people, And in the same way people continue to walk Like an endless caravan.