Im tired of it, its enough that my eyes are raining
from my heart, how long is the atmosphere of grief a party
, I can stop enduring so much sorrow, its enough for me to endure all this sorrow, a
fruitless war for every lot and little,
its useless, its easy to
die for your empty love, why
dont I want to hit an auction stick in my heart, I
dont want the sin of lovelessness to fall on my neck, I
dont want to be in the winding of this road
for everyones fire. I want to get ready for firewood,
or I want to be a small and empty creature, and this is the
world, and this is the world, I want to walk,
everyone is saying good things, but who is good, in the middle of the
bad and the good, to you, who have reached the bottom of the line of
your sacrifice, God, how strange the earth
is, yes, the world, we didnt want to see your heart with you
, I dont want to be in the middle of this road, I want to
be ready for the fire of all the firewood,
or a small creature. Let me be empty,
and this is the world, and this world, I want to walk, you have turned
so much and you have turned so much, what happened to the end, that
ticket has a chance, tell me when the part became,
all the dervishes, all the mystic, the place of love, so where is
all these spells and words, where is the good place of prayer, I
dont want to be in the winding of this road, I want
to be ready for the fire of all the firewood,
or to be a small and empty creature, and this is my
world, and this is my world. I want to walk,
I dont want to go through the winding road of this road, to
prepare for the fire of all my power,
or to be a small and empty creature, and this world, and this world
, I want to walk.
