The generosity of the day
Like a song leaning on a flower petal
Empty chest, in the air
The time you loved
Darkness brushes through the shoal,
A trembling nectar waterway…
Full of starlight, fine night
The scent of mournful tears
Blooming into flowers fluttering in the wind
Still warm, looking for your breath
Sobbing with longing
I am trying to dream of an emergency.
By chance, the wind stirs
If you slip a little,
Holding on to the eagerness
Take out the memories in your memory
Never, to disappear
I’m begging for office work.
A fleeting short life
But transparently and brilliantly
And even simple
Even the traces of the past are precious
To me you are always
Even the sadness is waiting. By…
Before I knew it, my thin heart
When Whispering Hidden Love
The dawn dew flowers become captives of the sun
Rescue of martyrs in an infinite world
Far away, like white smoke
I leave without any regrets.
However, on the petals,
There will be no more separations
No matter what heavenly life it is,
Or don’t dry up with thirst
That heart promises tomorrow again,
I will stand before you…