The immutable silence...
Trapped in an air cage
Ages of waiting…
Depositing on the sound of engraved snowflakes
O wanderer, Please come
This is the time to come
O wanderer,
Come soon and complete your Metamorphosis
Like an endless lightning
And give rest to the darkness,
That has been guarding the small lamp for ages
O wanderer,
This is the time to come
And Warmly awaken the cool sound
That is solidifying into the great silent state
O wanderer,
Breath in the time
On the banks of the ocean of purity
Feel the greenery
That enhanced with fresh breezes
And the flavor of friendship
O wanderer, translate
The Charge of the rain
That has settled on the eyelid
To the wings of a butterfly
And become the endless liberty
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