I will die and my comrade of my journey dies if it is not shadowed in my
your own love that I am not self -sacrificing Where do you have a house where you dont have
Which of the people? Where are you in the house? What spring flower? Even the autumn season, do you have a garden of song?
My sweetheart, the most beloved O you, all of you have me
You have come to my sleep. You said I need my songwriter I wrote
Tired of Religion and the World I am an atheist and infidel I am my religion, I worship you my beloved I have a sweetheart O you, all of you have me to have you
I have all my existence to you I am in you My day
I am a wing and my comrade of my journey dies if you dont shadow my head
Your own love that I am not selfless Where do you have a house wherever you come
Which of the people? Where are you in the house? Which spring flower? Do you even have the garden of song even autumn?
