Childhood dream

Childhood dream accompanies the days

And carries burdens and pains

In the soul, heavier than iron,

And the breaths are still bridled

If the breaths were cut off by sadness

Our death became melting dreams

Did dreams die in the age of youth

So that they would then become bones?

If the days went on, we would renew our visions

So that we would not become orphans by losing them...

Would these lame feet benefit

Unable to walk and advance?

He intends to ascend to the sky, but he does not

know how to move, so does he want to stand?

If dreams were for pedestrians, what

The giraffe's expectations have not been disappointed for years