Twilight fell on your
sorrowful waiting eyes!
The snowy field, the horizon
and you, in the solitariness
...
A fountain there is for
you, there is a fountain.
It can't be stopped,
can't be, by any mountain.
...
The sun came out with smiling face,
from the horizon of deep blue sea.
The sky became as crimson red,
They crossed the blank-blank lea.
...
Dear Princess,
I know, some pains can't be
cured, I know, your mind
is burdened with sorrow.
...
Who doesn't care beauty?
Not a single one if we count.
Who cares the mind's beauty?
A few, hardly they can be found.
...
My heart is locked with
the eight letters,
I don't want to break
it, in exchange of dollars.
...
The night becomes gauzy
when it thickens in my heart!
I keep myself awake as a
gnome of my cherished dream!
...
My soul is migrating from
this place to the other....
My uneasy chair of poesy
is lifting its heavy weight
...
If you have a window,
In your little dark room,
Four walls can't bind you,
The ray of the sun,
...
In the middle of the year,
Seldom the sky shows his face.
The clouds reign with friends,
And, the land hails drops of rain.
...