Dear Borderline, Your Sunny Eye in the Cloud
I read my life span,
There is a group of sailors screaming around
The cruel laughing was the sea-terrible!
This is how many times, in the story of the beloved story in the sky
Stars wanted to ignore the moon,
How much more summer is from the sky of autumn!
Whenever the eyes were opened in the field of conscious spirits
After the 'sky' - the matching mail with blue
On that day, the dawn-tales of the day did not write down -
Surrounding the sun so it was asleep that the unanimous retirement.
I gave a sigh of relief
Thinking freely on the roar of the wind,
Anybody will tell the midnight train at the railway station
Raising heads in the refugees' village and reaching the sky
All the trees that hide them from
Maybe the moon shashi,
Curious to borrow him as well! Ego
Standing on the edge of the last night, when the twilight touched
I threw her soft light in the eye
The sky blows mountain pebbles - on his head.
Finding that vision I have to move forward
Return home There are still many ways left
Now the dream is not a break-up, the story of the runaway.
Let life come in the dark,
That is the start of the rain tears - when will stop
Who knows!