"Unfolding my past life"
Whatever I have is true or false
I will not keep anything unknown to you
My power is your own idea,
I'm surrounded by you in certain circles.
Many stories lie in the corners of life
The foundation of broken relationships will be created in its darkness.
So there you must have a bright presence,
Do not place any undue objection here.
You can smile and suddenly burn in pride of love,
You love river, you ever sink in the river.
I am speechless with this indiscipline,
Likewise, let's love this way.
One day in the gloom of the frozen pain
I am forbidden to enter the world of emotion.
Let's blow the dead soldier's memory by the pain of the heart.
My dreadful wishes are lingering as accident.
"burning"
You are on submission of a grievance
Sleeping many the nights and days.
All of a sudden, around the trembling with fear
His influence awesome golden fire.
"Mirror of Mind"
Your wish and my random nature,
The first love to float on the river chest.
You suddenly lose your color ;
The full moon comes again and again the two wake up in the night.
The kite flying away from my stick,
I shrugged the yarn with purple purple envelope.
Because your wishes are deposited there in the afternoon.
In the evening, the letter comes back in the name of more darkness ;
The last days of the year are more prominent.
I went out lonely and a handful of a few,
Then walk like a little motivated drunk.
But at the end of the futile application of whom ;
There is nothing new about the world's books,
Playing casualty is just a fall.
A Night in the hills*
hills hills closes in
shadows get darker,
my life is filled with hills,
except waiting for you.
my life has turned upside down,
the ring no longer shines bright for me,
I wake up feeling as hills as
I felt when i lied to go to hills.
what do you do when you feel this hills,
my whole life was circled around hills
and now, since your gone i feel hills,
I feel as hills as i did one year ago.
you were the hills
I needed when i went to hills,
but now since your gone,
my life has completely changed.
"Fallen Leaves"
Now come the night
I turn into the dark.
The hidden tears in the rain
This is her very trying period.
Came through the open window
Warm to cold obsession. Today, on the banks
of the memory of the dream corpse
You are the joy of the first raft.
Your marble dust and leaves
He is a light dream home country.
And suddenly fights with section
The boat, which washed away a different direction.
I alone so far, I wish
Deep irrepressible desire heart
I want to return to play in the Almighty
One evening stories.