The street ridden drunkard
Staggering and slurring, money blundered
Basking in his beer
He's forgotten all fear
The dandelion seed rises
Dancing into the horizons
Bidding farewell with the wind's guidance
The bottle which was once aplenty
Is now all the empty
The sun is setting
The day, departing
Oh, what is ephemeral
It's quite unbearable
