sorrow
Sitta by Az


Fate has willed
Though I do not want it

Wounds that always I can stand
Now I can not take it anymore
Too many injuries tertoreh
Until self is so fragile



Rabbi ...,
I am tired
Let me rest a moment
Forgetting all this burden

Because...,
Although I'm still alive
This self too fragile
Restraining poignant that no one will undertreated
This self too fragile like lifeless bodies

Fate, why you're mean!
Can you let me feel the happiness
Although it can not cure
At least it can make me survive
From this cruel world