I am the one who has broken my heart, not someone elses fault, it is me who has opened it to me, it is not the blade of my enemys dagger, I am the one who struck an axe out of anger until I fall from the root to one another, this is the bitter moment that hits the desert, the fragrance of love is like an owl, a feather on the ruins, my belief is broken, my heart is broken, not someone elses ruin, it is me who has opened the blade of the dagger to me , the most cowardly companion of mine. Lover, we did not reach the end of any calamity, you took me from that path, you knocked on every door and I passed through it, I am the one who opened the blade of the dagger, you gave your body to every wound and you passed , my blood became a poem and the poem dripped from the heart of your office, every painless body, no pain. My liberation painlessly came to your aid, I went to the bed of the enemy, I am tired of this war and flight, I am tired, I am devastated, forgive me, I am the ruin of my heart, not the ruin of anyone else, it is me who has opened the blade of the dagger to me.
