that night

When i ran out of words, i wondered how to get rid of this loneliness
I can not say anything anymore. I cry but my eyes do not shed a tears
I speak but my lips do not make a sound
so i just sat quietly in a corner, crying without tears

I've made my night as a friend,
because with the night sky i can carve a sense of heart,
because i can make the night breeze as a calming breath.
And i made the wind as me,
because i was the wind that blow in winter who have fallen, when the grass was reluctant to dance and wilted leaves whispering to the empty expanse of dew.
Because i was alone, burried more anxious in silence, half burnt in the crush faith doubt..

I just went out the candle in the wind,
which can not illuminate the night without the light of the moon
and i am quiet until night approached me, and made me the man who languished and lonely as the time moves slowly and can never be stopped.
So this is where i am, in a corner of the earth where all seem hollow and unreal...