I am watching the daily sunrise
And the late night alone until sunset me
From the gravity of solitude
It brings out and explains the ladder of great life

From east to west
I live alone and see alone
One hand on my right and another hand on my left.

My eyes look east and west
Maybe across this light year of the eye
I can see; I am alone, forever.

I will see the sunrise of that world alone
I will see the sunset of this world alone.

There is no end to human suffering in this vast world
There is no end to sorrow, no end to pain
There is no end to the wonder;

Animals may be from this grassland
I can’t see or understand the change of season
But they have to be protected from all seasons.

Life is the way for dreams to come true
It makes it more spectacular and attractive.

Some gipsies in our hearts
(Man crushed by the blows of the killers)
is living
Those who manage life by cheating people.
Dreams are the language of everyday life;
These dreams belong to these people

Leads to a beautiful life
That which interferes with reality
The pursuit of that suffering is like a nomad
Considers himself a man of the road.

The pious may say
Dreams are the language of God
To whom God gives dreams
Only they can realise that dream.

Dreams remain of trouble, stay of sorrow
There is pain and suffering
What memories are more terrifying?

The losers
You have to follow different paths. You have to take risks
There is no chance of winning without taking risks
This is the story of romantic life
This is where experience is transmitted.

On this immense planet called Earth
No one who loves you will accompany you
Will peek across your heart
They will change very soon
As long as they are side by side
They will not achieve their goals.