Prisons have abounded of innocences /My hands miserable hands /Hands touch freezing prison bars /Freedom What may I want except freedom/My fault is just this:freedom/My heart is fragmented  My hands are wretched  My body my cold and soulness body /The breath has imprisoned in my tender chest / My heartbeat is dying /What may it want except freedom/ My world my painful world is replete with cruelty blurry and hardship /Frosty ground blurry sky /I yearn for freedom freedom spring/ Dropts of tearing floods over my old skin / What may it want except freedom/Dream of freedom is coming true /I just know it’s near to us /My beautiful dream/you’re falling down like my fragmented heart / No I don’t let no I don’t let

What happened to my heart    My lonely heart is crumbling   Glassy windows are showing you      Everywhere is dark  lights are off without you   Everywhere that I look reminds me of our sweet past dreams   What happened to my heart    How can I call this strange sense     I’m hearing a familiar sound     It’s..it’s my heartbeat   That street which you walked  Your footsteps have remained  I walked instead of you   I’m feeling you in the deep of my heart  I’m shattered   Where are you  where should i search you freedom  Winter this senseless season is coming   Trees are naked They missed their leaves  Like me and you we lost each other  without your warm,kind hands I’m naked like  a red rose with no petals  I’m burning like flames of a candle  like a butterfly turning around of candle/ I’m dying I know you’re dying too /stay alive and happy this is enough to me/a burning love is killing my soul/I feel prejudice,pride about you /Thanks for your existence in my life/You make my life more enjoyable/The blood in my veins is boiling/stars are shining/shining stars reminds me of the spark in your eyes/The Milky Way is showing your beautiful picture/my darling deity/The name of you has engraved onto the drops of rain/we have been merged/constellations are drawing your image

The delicate songs of swallows                When I’m thinking of your pure face                                                             ­  Sun rays touch my pale skin                                    Birds oh birds are singing                                      They’re singing on the branches of green trees                                             I’m hearing a familiar song                                      Oh yeah that’s your angelic song                                              I just want a quick glance                         A quick glance of your black eyes                   I swear to remain in your dreams                                   All of my moments belong to you                 Your shiny eyes are like stars shining at night                                    Donde estas me amor                          Sai stai qui con me nella mia vita                                Just a painting of your eyes are enough                                                       Let me paint you with color of kindness in my heart                           My heart is beating steadily

Being devoured by black holes, the last star, used to be gleaming upright. Dancing and dancing in harmony of an oval ladder of the milky wayward.
Brilliant
               Smart
                        Honorable, alight
but…treacherous, unkind…(destiny)
Diffuse disharmony to astray aster entangled in abstruse cosmos of profound dignity each and every side.
And, now…
She…
buried in cold soil of nasty livid dust.
How?
o…Profound dignity, look up and countdown. From ten billion to one,
none is as brilliant as the last shining one.
Not in the galaxy (ia) – the last emanate of big-bang award-
but…
in our mind was any black hole allows to suffocate the lustrous kind.
our last- this is our pray-be alive and shine….on and on...rise and shine.
you are always alive in our mind.