Life,
The simple truth.
Drowned out by the complexities of getting older,
As I see with tired eyes.
This world, though wondrous, gets colder,
Breaking from which drags my feet back to the ground.
I see the bells yet they make no sound,
What remains of this big complex life?
When all that remains is but silence in the night.

My shrinking violet
In your eyes I fine the brightest of colours
The dove that bring forth blessings
Comforter of my soul
The river of joy and happiness
In your forest of smile am filled with joy
The wind that blow away my sorrow and dry up my tears
Composer of my life
            Oh
My crown jewel
You have been with me when all has deserted me
My dream woman
I look forward to behold your beauty

If I cry for you to come back,
Will you come and never leave me again?
If I accept all mistakes even the ones that are not mind,
Will you be perfect?
If I love you with my whole heart,
Will you stop hurting me?
Cause when you are not here with me,
I still feel your presence.
If I make you my ending,
Will you be my beginning?
I felt so sad when you hurt me without compassion,without pity why?
Even when I try to reach out for you,
You were not there.