It was night when the world was dreaming.
From my deep inner heart
I whispered the word that I hid the most.
The word floated in the wind and sang a song of my sad life.
...
Flower of the jungle
Always grows in trouble,
Full of catastrophic punch
Making her stronger,
...
Whisper At Night
It was night when the world was dreaming.
From my deep inner heart
I whispered the word that I hid the most.
The word floated in the wind and sang a song of my sad life.
alone, I listen
alone, I cried...
alone, I felt me.
till the morning rays
scattered on the silence road...