Oh life!
Why, life, why?
I belong to her, but she doesn’t.
I love her – but can’t admit.

Why I love her?
Wrong question.
Why not?
Might be right.

Oh life,
Her eyes – dark sky filled with bright light,
Her smile – beautiful than heaven,
Her face – what to say…

I tried every language of this and after this world,
But now I conclude:
No tongue holds the word
To define her tenderness.

Her voice?
Nothing – just something
That heals
Each and everything
Within me.

Oh life!
What if I say
That you are the most beautiful
In both worlds –
That will be less.

In the lack of you,
My will still wish
To be with you?

Why?
Because…