Wandering Desires
The passing days reflects the passing desires
These days wandering in the whirlpool of desire
Where will these fleeing days stop?
In the darkness of the setting night
Days in search of the sun of peace
Do not know who these metaphors of space are
Days resounding in your streets
You don't walk
You don't give us away
Tired, tired, these sleepy days
Then how will the mountain-like night pass today?
Gone are the days of thinking that
All ages died together
Looking for you, calling you
Every night that is rebuilt
The same day licking the wall will be cut
Everything has passed
Given the promise of a connection
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