silent night

I tired of floating behind the moon

I was drowned in a dingy cliff

until I can not rail with words

dozens of languages ​​from the black tip of the earth

and I can not mean it

although a speck of despair

The shrill sound of your voice caked up

cut off the silence to sow the seed

missed out on the rocky ravine

as dark as the night sky

I cry …….

I stared at the quiet peak of the evening

climbing the slopes of time

painting on a worn-out canvas

hope someday

You come with shining eyes

devote all his heart

for me…