When my friend and confident
gets mad at the world, she glows
a deep red and cries all around the
world. My heart aches, my tears
are insuficient, my taughts are all
for you my friend. I return to you
so you can convey my words to my
lover who doesn't know I still
exist and only exist these days.
My body is refusing my last wishes
to come back to you in my native
land, my native lover and all my
childhood memories. Those days
are long gone, my native land is
deserted by young generation who
don't know my existance and older
generation are not there anymore
to chat with me about the old days.
Moon don't cry for me, I don't deserve
you tears or your wrath. Just keep
what you have been doing all this
time, be there for me until I die.