You won't understand how lonely I am face freedom without love You won't understand all my wounds because love has hidden the knife. Imagining your face is torture. Loneliness is the fear of paralysis. You have become poison to my blood. When I'm in longing and lonely That means I am a furnace without fire.
Love the wind must be sluggish Love water must be ricik Love the mountains must be steep Love fire must be lick Loving the horizon have to cut the distance Loving You must become me
