You are wondering
where should I put my foot?
Where do i stay?
Where to handle?
There are strangely uneven routes
there are shapeless dark streets
It seems that total darkness has enveloped all the destinations
And sometimes the noise of melancholy shakes the frozen silence here
You must be wondering, right?
This is a strange world
There are unspoken complaints
there are unexpressed stories
there are suppressed dreams
there are frequent prayers
there are countless hopes
Now don’t say I didn’t tell you
Did not give you a chance to see the glimpse of the ways of my heart
Seeing your surprise
I would just like to say that
The paths of my heart are very rocky not to pass through here