Want to swim,
Now there is no ice cover on the river,
I will go to the jump of cool water in the shining light,
Suddenly I saw the mirage.
The river also deceived me.
River water covered in snow glass.
Fish, aquatic plants are moving down.
But going through that natural wall I do not have the courage to touch them.
I'm weak.
I wanted to a little swim.
Why do I have to despair like this?
Life, living, joy, tears, death, Why is everything like a mirage?
