Get back to the body
Warm water dripping pain here
The running wind
Now approaching
I do not care
But it was an instinct
In fact the heart
That never dies
Why is now bitter and bitter feeling inside
Confused between anger and love
Crushed and sore I wondered
Destroyed with all this
Unfortunately this is too painful
It is now more painful to be forgotten
I can not give up
I'm angry ..., but I can not be angry
I hate ... but can not hate
Want to go ..., stay away ... and run ..
Keep running…
Falling ..., running again
In my soul, my heart, my breath, ...
And never regretted****
The picture really embodies the poem.