The silence of dusk brought a calm heart
When the soul roars anxiety
The twilight nature brings longing
The restless heart becomes colored
In life must have a story
Hard and happy to be in it
When the heart is with questions
Be ready to always try
The behavior of life is like a pure soul
It's dusk with its sparkle
Sitting alone looking at the twilight
This is the way of life in the future.
Thanks.