The fireworks are very beautiful
But she is unable to see them
For her, the fireworks
Are but some terrible sound
Somewhat similar to guns
She sits alone on a board
That is her little bed
Covered with clean bedding
She presses hands over her ears
Every time when the fireworks crack
To endeavor to control her trembling
Lest it should startle the kind woman
Who is a rubbish collector
She call her mother
Anxious Baby
Little dog, little dog
Do not shi-t on the grass
Little sparrow, little sparrow
Do not dirty the path
Let aunt cleaner
Go home earlier
Her baby must
Be anxious for mommy
Butterfly
Eat, eat, little sparrow
Finished, let’s play
Hide and seek
Sleep, sleep, little dog
You will dream
Of little angels
Fly, fly, butterfly
Their calling echoes above the court
As if the long dirge, raises from the church
These men and women, people with black and white hair
Who are busy for a living again
Drive away dreams from those taking a nap
Another howling joins the procession of the shouter
With a huge roaring, the plane flies over the sky
Like the bang of firecrackers suddenly burst before the funeral
Announce the dead will be sent to their rest
If you are still alive
Alone, burdened with debts
Then come here my friend
Away from your Great Britain
Away from love affairs and women
(You had been wasting too much time on these)
Come over to the East
(The east that is much farther than Greece
And the east that Alexander dreamed of but failed to conquer
And the east that made Tamer turning over in his grave
I am willing to be your sacred Augusta
(Pure, chaste and
The Divine Bird
A butterfly flew away from my backyard
Never came back
Occasionally I would think of
Her graceful figure
More often
I standing at the window, waiting for
The divine bird that has never appeared
Please Take Away Your Doubt
Please take away your doubt, stranger
I do not yet intend to tell the truth to the people
That day will be no long
When the vessel finds a new course at
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