This world is small and round,
Your companionship reaches through the tinkling sound.
A mere group started to bloom into a flow'r of precise,
We just need to save this from the evil eyes.
Beyond the clouds,
Beyond the ages,
The bond of gravity pulls our life's pages.
When our eyes linger in pain,
Let's hold our hands in an embraced chain.
Standing side by side,
Fingers are closed as pals.
Love is the lingua franca between the seven souls.