These NIGHTS I’m thinking about attraction deadlines
Which are tickling brains the whole DAY several times.

These days I’m concerned about the deadline
After which there may be no contracts to sign.  

There may be no one to follow, to date
There may be no one to love, to hate!

The moments we take off the veils
To free our pure selves from jails.

These DAYS I’m thinking about the wild loneliness  
Which is cutting souls the whole NIGHT into pieces.