2021.01.01.
Illusion
Love to know how long the night isto get used to the bittersweet
Love to see many castles
'til there are only a few pages
The blue ink is still there
Promise much, but then words
would have faded like the smoking clouds
Left nothing to the end
The longing love I measure with the tears
Sobbing to replete the word Love
The coloring beauty you take as the coat
had changed its love long ago
The love anchor is easily broken
thus leave alone the gloomy port
The absence of the train makes the station sadden
The absence of you makes my heart empty
In the old nights, we walked home together
Now only my shadow is on the street
When joyful, the moon shines
When heartbroken, even the moon is sere
The bloom of the city is still there
The windy roads of joy and sadness
The love that is sleeping inside the city
are fading into nowhere.