Every time I cannot find
No any good rhymes on the shelf,
I have to use my humble mind
And scribble them all by myself.
Sometimes there happen to be dreams
When you don’t want to be awake.
They are so beautiful… It seems
That all reality is fake.
I was caught by some disease
Of which I don’t want to be healed
For it is like a gentle breeze
That’s blowing in the summer field.
But when my feelings were rejected
Was like a dolphin thrown ashore
For all my doings were connected
With the girl I’m longing for.
She still continues to persist
In every gesture, every step
And those lips I’ve never kissed
Again appear in my nap.
Don’t tell me that it was the Devil
Who has been leading me, so blind.
How many years I must travel
To put you out of my mind?..
No matter how and what I’m saying,
I guess it’s rave of an insane
Who only with the words is playing
And who wants nothing to attain.