I have slept on several briefcases more than once
I cried with you my half
not to cope with the heat of the place
forever and ever
I do not wish to remember
unfavorable wind
it still blew in the eyes of the poor
dust rubbed off the scars
he showered his salty tears and suffering
which bit between the hearts
I turn on the light
I ignite the faith
I wandered from the corner to the corner
like an old gray rookie
you don't see how fear swallows a man
a bite for a bite and yet a helpless fist
I hit the table like a nail
embrace me love me
I do not remember I wish to time
unfavorable blast
it still blew the poor man's eyes
erased traces of dust
he showered salty tears and pain
which bit between the hearts
I turn on the light
I light up hope
