... .. Much before the door closed Can be seen regularly when walking on the road Though dark, see the mass of trash But did not hear any noise ever
On the side of the sky touch wall My constant movement Though shadow yet trademark cynicism I can go away even closed eyes
Closed eyes within the dark Yet unbelievable, but brings a dream A dream within the dark, See a diamond crystal Where only light and light dispersion From each dimension
Suddenly, in dream I am in front of the closed door, See a footprint, Known voice with tune, Can hear the illusive song
Now neither there exists any tall wall Nor any closed door in the mind ... ..