Departing faint
Deep, black color showed on me
As the pain's wings are fluttering slowly inside of my soul
The periodic breeze is scattering hardly and browning
Into oblivion as I will disappear like this way with my conviction
And faith
Something flies out of me but returns
It is oppressing me
Trying to strangle me and it stops
When become darkness
The present will be the past and the past is
Our soul moved into the orphanage and our faith
Fell into four pieces
The faint black wind is scattering
Outside but a new one is born
As complaint like the rain with the storm and
Sheds painful tears
Of our nation
