Suddenly somethingâ??s not be sure, but flash in my mind;
They\'re flashing seemed make my eyes blind;
What\'re they which I want to find;
They like candle lights that shined.
When I understand I would put down works behind;
theyâ??re somethingâ??s hidden deeply in my soul refine;
these just the power of creation looked by mankind;
Oh! Why you like to play seek and hide?
You are the elements that made my jobs not being signed;
When found, I would keep them to be wined;
Try to collect them all to-gather and twined;
they wouldn\'t be wasted to be declined.
I would try my best think them more inspirited.
The materials in my mind become ideal creation.
