We are marsh lilies
Arised through the darkness
Freedom's gold keys
Searching for the kindness

We are lightning of wrath
The typhoon of old East
A high mass of rock, fist
Against tyrant's path

We are standing here,
Nobody stands with us
We should rely on ourselves
On this battle, thus

The whole world, maybe is blind
To our fatal pain
And this happened lots of times
Again and again

With one human in sorrow
There is no tomorrow
And with one man in the jail,
no one could scale

No peace will flow through the Earth
no one will be free
And nobody could be saved
In this boiling bree

Maybe from the cloudy sky of our eyes
The sun has travelled forever

I call him: O sun, O
shining  dream of the world
The world became dark, day became continuous nights

In this intense cold  which is so desperate and deadly, you are the only hope, O silent and tired lantern

He said, my heart wants to fly to the land of light
But the lasso of darkness ties my wings

If you are searching for a solution, listen to me to reveal the secret
A hundred sayings are equal to one deed

One lighted candle is better than hundreds of murmurs
Go light the candle of your soul, O silent  heartbroken one

If your hearts forget to get used to darkness
The army of light will rise little by little

Maybe we'll see
The re-emergence
of our frolics someday
under the shadow of a Stone in wilderness

And all the future's passengers,
above it
will have a deep yearning for that happiness...

O, red anemone!
Love message of May  celebration and happiness
Deprivation of heart, in September
look!
See how I am buried under the avalanche of your flooding memories
That
My last wish is the February of grave darkness
and
my only hope is March of your meeting lightness

Sunk in gathering gloom
at dawn of a holiday
All along the sad way
in hurry to reach the cay
and meet her under the first sun ray
Stone vestige may

Look
Like
Love

Laid

Death
Dust
Darkness


Thus

Solitude
Sadness
Silence

How despicable and rabble;
those who cannot endure love
even in the void
and to this glass of miracle,
they throw rubble

Don't care if even a fly
does sometimes a nasty fly
Be like eagle on a fly
just do fly, never mind the fly

We are water lilies
It is thousands of years
that
We are either hand-picked
or buried in the mud
And alas, never
We have risen;
Give leaf to leaf
At least,
Even a seed
may live in a clear life

Today in this tight and dark house,
under this short roof; 

The most  terrifying pain is your sadness, cause there is no way to relieve my madness of seeing your tears. 

Today, my skeletal hands are no longer able to write, no eyes to cry, 
no fist to beat on the forehead when I am sad, the bird of my heart is dead in my chest cage, 

I have nothing, the void of not having anything, collapses with the smallest impression.  

Oh, dear of my happy days, 
Don't let the sorrows bother your happiness, so that whenever you come to visit my grave, you will feel the satisfied vibration of my bones.

What a meteor shower
In these extremely dark nights
Maybe Gods
Didn't have anymore
The calamity stones tolerance

The leaves are falling from the tree branches like tears,
maybe the wind has whispered something sad as death in their ears.

Are you a faded scent bottle
Or a hanging teardrop on black eyelashes

which one

That the waves of ​​your fragrance is shoreless
And the rain of my tears is timeless

O' eternal sorrow

My heart, just parrots your heart beats
I'm nothing but your repeats

In your presence
I was like the sun,
a blazing ace
And now I'm pallid
like the moon
Pouring tears
on my face