The Cage

I just bind, as parrot in cage…  
Flapping wings for freedom… in cage.  
This cage is gilded…  
But how worthy may, cage remains prisoned.  

Oh! Oh master!* Expel my heart,  
That always forces to fly and flirt.  
But… the prison and the cage,  
I just bind, as parrot in cage.  

Instead, I hold onto hope…  
Once, break this powerful, the cage rope…

The loneliness I face  
Will never be forgotten by my soul.  
The darkness that caught me,  
The light wind that scattered me,  
Wondering like gossip whispering near me.  
I’ve faced many waves, but none like that.  
Now fear enters my soul—  
The fear looks like a killing weapon to my soul.  

Yet still, I stand—unbroken, whole,  
With hope and fire within my soul.

There is always a silent wish  
Whispering inside me.  
And this is “poverty” —  
Yeah, this is alright!  

It’s a name of contentment,  
Glancing at little things in a good way.  

I just wanna become a blandisher,  
To cherish every little happiness...  
With an open and honest heart,  
No sorrow for what I don’t have,  
Enjoying life with my class  
On a single tablecloth.  

No more asking from the Almighty.  
“Nothing” is a fountain of joy.  
Being empty is satisfaction...  
Yeah, it’s a little depressing,  
But having too much  
Will jostle everything.  

All value will be lost.

Before the Rise*  

I can't forget that last night,  
When the wind had turned into storm.  
The stars were hidden behind a scared silence,  
And thunder roared with all its might.  

But they took her away,  
Far from her blood in an unseen way,  
That path was never followed by her,  
A difficult, yet another life's key door.  

But now, he had become her way,  
Guiding her through night and day.  

Her eyes were full of tears,  
And her heart was fully scattered.  
For a while, she felt she had lost it all,  
But just before rising, she had to face her fears.  

She had to accept what was,  
And not curse her fate for what was not.