Let it rain,
for the ocean is thirsty...

The youngest brother;
The power of trinity to perfect every flaw...

Like catching the wind,
To unbind the string...

Now happiness is death!
Condolence too scarce...

I can't hide anymore,
the fact behind my burden...

My tears are just flowing,
like the verses of your poem...

Clannish troop of darkness
Invade a glittering territory...

We have been in this floating race,
our peaceful conflict...

Oh! How marvellous thou to my core,
Maiden made no flaw...

I do not lie.
I lie amidst truths untold...

In their chambers they sit,
swimming in the ocean of unhealthy wealth...

Righteousness is making a loud cry.
Calling the service of humanity...