At night sky seems
brilliantly spangled
by shiny stars
To those on earth
...
Seven years in heaven
A nightingale twittering
All through night
...
You can take my hands in your hand
No matter how far Away
I'm from your land
...
Never love is concealed in hearts
As fragrance in blossom of lavender
Never love is quenched in souls
...
As a herald of the empress sun
Light traveled down
Carried Message
Signed by the throne
...
Still shine even if
You are the last star of cosmos
Still light even if
You are the last candle of world
...
Well designed hearts
In the sands in deserts
Drawn by the fingertips
Of the so-called lovers
...
As if waiting was endless
My soul intolerably restless
Disillusioned with greatness
Levitating to peacefulness
...
My consent to your settlement
Now Profound regret and resentment
My nature victim of your achievements
...