Now that we are bored with ourselves, the broken hearts have worsened until you come to say that I am honest with you, the heart of truth is stinged with a dagger , let me cry, let me cry, let me cry,
my life has traveled a distance, it is useless to blame me, my share in identifying purity has been the least of all, let me cry, let me cry, let me cry,
my soul is in the cage of my tired body, hatred has blocked the way of my breath.Tears are impatient to collapse, to hang on to the eyelashes, now that the desert wants the heart of the flood in a panic, now that my chest wants the serenity of the mirror, now that the wave of the mirage has exceeded the limit, this old man with a grudge wants me to cry, let me cry.
