Your soul is a raging volcano

Rebellious as the wind

I love you, O rebellious soul

Frozen and cold-hearted

Feel my love and joy

And be like the bright sun

Don't be like the rain clouds

Go on the path of success

With determination towards the clear sky

Or enter the quiet night

Don't say that your fear of struggle

Made the violin melodies lukewarm

And made the sorrows kneel

And in your heart the sorrows differed

In the clouds of the dark sky

Pour on me from your silent drops

And say that alienation is a burning paradise

And say that fears made you a poet

Be rebellious in the face of enemies

And shatter their hopes and their speaking dreams

And don't be afraid in front of a lover who abandoned you in the storm

Don't remain like a flower whose petals have dried

And whose dreams have withered in despair

Rather, fly, for the soul is awake

And your soul is a raging volcano

So do not be unjust, O Breathe

And hold back your screams

Rather scream and go out and take risks

For forgetting is an adventure that might become a big gamble If you live you become a quiet tune Would you buy, my friend, quiet moonlit nights?

Ride in your soul a star that never sleeps

And don't let tragedies resound

Because your knowledge fails to manage it

I carried my notebooks and rebellious poems

And spoke in them with words A cloud that never sleeps

Full of longings, overflowing in the form of

Raindrops that composed my feelings

In imaginary poems and from my elegies

I announced that I have become a rebel on their wings

And that my letters are not long, they remain on paper?