This foot just steps in a storm that doesn't subside when the soul is drenched in mirage the snowflakes grew on the trip
Only momentarily subsides ...
The heat of the sun is stinging
back to burning dry soul
the drought ...
wash away the soul in the swift life ...
I just want to take shelter
seek tranquility in yourself
find essential peace
warm this cold heart
eliminate this heat from the drought of the soul
a cottage on a hill
facing the vast ocean ...
presumably there I will tether this soul ...
I stand on the edge of a hill
looking at the endless sea ...
leave the journey in the past
at that time…
without a word
only the cry of crying was heard
The bright fake lights on the way
dazzling this heart's eye
make the heart niche darker
and I forget crying at that time
I'm now just standing here
see the light on the horizon of the earth
just getting ready
across the ocean of life
)
hoping to find the edge
Where will I stop ...
tether the heart to the Eternal
Release the anchor of heaven for a moment ...
I want no crying to leave me