Thoughts

Succinctness trembles in the realm of the heart
The watchman of the Seventh Seas goes as far as the signal of light.

Unclean emotions play in a whisper
Scarcity is spreading in the arms of darkness.

Looking back here and there, it's back to the motionless speed
Arranged gardens surrounded by loneliness.

When the wealth of love is lost, it was sad
Looking forward to the glittering sky, hope to get back again.