Howls of foxes or Deafening silence,No matter to the graveyard
You or me,The soil loves none
The plain lines appear Ugly,
Can't allure you
Thus
While I was becoming empty
This entire world,Encroached into me
Thus,While I was becoming empty
Your love engulfed me
Then,O!human
As I eye,On the ****** Of our human race
I found the deviation and crookedness
And the dreadful unevenness
Which animates
the sleeping sensitiveness
To nourish the humanity
Need to flare up the struggle
For this only dear
For you only humanity
I still alive on this earth.