A keresés eredménye

Ancestral Homeland I

Away from vast homeland, away from vast Mainland,
Shaking and swinging, off the strand.
Rain pouring on the face,
Wind blowing on the sail,
A lone shadow with unveiled destiny.
 
Settling filled with sorrow in such a strange land,
Every day and night to reckon for living.
Blood and sweat relentless,
Being too worried about,
Seeking a new home to survive.
 
Thousand miles off the Homeland, isolated by the strait.
Trekking, through hardships, forth to find a path.
Nostalgic in spring,
Melancholic in autumn,
Suffering for years, wishing for god's help.
 
Cold clouds and smoke around the brooks and plains

Waiting in a Daze

Waiting in a daze - You left me waiting in a daze.
Never have you let me see you for the last time and fulfilled your promise.
Waiting in a daze - I'm waiting in such a daze.
Just put our past solemn pledge in our dreams.
 
I used to dream of our meeting by chance to be an eternal legend.
Unexpectedly, it was just a fleeting interlude in our respective lives.
Maybe in far future and somewhere will we meet again.
You would delete me from your mind but I will ever remember you.
 
Waiting in a daze - I'm waiting in such a daze.
Just put our past solemn pledge in our dreams.
 

Silent Expression / The Silent Look

I wanna ask carefully -
Oh dear, do you
See my silent countenance?
You're so familiar behind the back view.
Is it a silent personality of you?
 
After the footsteps receded,
After my eyes opening,
Everything and everyone turn silent.
The face in wind and rain is still lonesome,
Rushing towards the thousands of silent nights.
 
Why is it that you, I see in my dream so clear
Resemble me simply?
 
Gently I ask,
Do I have to keep waiting?
'Cause the night is now so deep.
Softly I ask,
Is the night now so deep?
Do I need to remain waiting?
 
The night is so deep,
Gently I wanna ask,
Do I have to keep waiting?
The night is so deep,
Do I need to remain waiting?
Softly I wanna ask.
 
Do I need to keep waiting?
'Cause the night is now so deep.
Gently I wanna ask.
Do I need to remain waiting?
Softly I wanna ask.
'Cause the night is now so deep...
 

Birth

You, the wise one, tell me what truth is!
You, the handsome one, tell me what truth is!
You, the insane one, tell me what truth is!
You, the acracholic one, tell me what truth is!
 
How many children have received birth today!
What kind of people do you want them to be?
If you learn the deceptive soul of a woman,
You will see the conflict among sham, purity and warmth.