Now I feel alone without you...
Growing dreams are laughing everywhere,
The abstracting night cries with blue wind.
I have defeated against my life.

My romping intellects are down from above,
Come and say with blue mass of water of sea.

If new-born baby gets smile on face,
The soul cries of defunct any dwarfs.

Binding my mind on frustration,
Tea-cup splits, I think everyday,
The life is perspective of sky blend with ash.