A Message:

Side A:
           You are the image of God
           God reigns inside your heart
           Therefore, listen to your heart
           Be silence until you hear God

Side B:
           You choose for yourself
           You choose to be whom, so be it
           And be responsible
           Be committed

On That Hill

Suddenly the surrounding air was changing
Replaced this autumn into a spring

I prayed that this heart could bear these beats
and overcome this unknown smooth feeling

     Some sparse clouds were hanging on that crepuscule
     Whose colour enfold your mild skin so gently
     They exposed that mortal beauty of yours
     Face seemed so innocent and yet so fragile

     A world of fantasy had been created because of you
     Where all magical creatures lived before you
     Everything was so sparkling around here
     There is no any diamond which can match it

Suddenly the surrounding air was changing
Replaced this autumn into a spring

I prayed that this heart could bear these beats
and overcome this unknown smooth feeling

          So beautiful you are,
          Who are you actually?
          The one who throw me over the mountains
          And kill me when you're breathing

  Suddenly the surrounding air was changing
   Replaced this autumn into a spring

    I prayed that this heart can bear these beats
     and overcome the gentle smile of your lip

Do Not Do Any Shameful Thing

You -------------- Always Know Whenever -- People -- Are Lying.
Those People -- Always Know Whenever --- You ----- Are Lying.
Therefore, Do Not Do Any Shameful Thing.

The Other Me

Let its silence save her
in the middle of a young sun
whose its pure breath leads her hair
creating a cloud of gasps

     Trying to understand
     the line of shadow which a sparrow draws
     by slicing the air with his heights

Keeping her eyelids open
makes her eyes being vulnerable
from the light of the gleaming skies
forcing her into a white realms

     Could that be the one
     the one she used to be familiar with
     is sleeping inside her quietly

For Phsirgittear,

For Phsirgittear,

The one I only know from a book,
May my handwriting worth you read
Though the words were not well formed
May this not sully your highness:

Naa, I am just a boy of ruins
Nothing from me can be proud of...
While pride is something I never know
As you can see, I am just a boy of ruins

Do you know? Darkness is my hand
Which shadows are these words...
Here are the only thing I offer
From a ruins in the darkness

    Take my maroon blood
    Drink it along with your dinner
    So that my soul sings insanely
    In the middle of a starry night

Please sips it heartily...
Because I love your heartbeats,
which an eternal song was made from
Let my blood flows there forever-and-ever

    Take my maroon blood
    Drink it along with your dinner
    So that my soul sings insanely
    In the middle of a starry night

Please sips it heartily...
Because I love your heartbeats,
which an eternal song was made from
Let my blood flows there forever-and-ever

Creating heavenly riffs...