I still hear the footfall
Of the sorrows of the past Age
Still I feel outcries of the hungers
That snatched sweat’s wage
The expanse of the skulls
Of the old times is still around me
The thick hedges of misunderstanding
Still surround me
My sky is stolen in the broad daylight
And the unfriendly darkness waylays me
I am made to suffer for the wrongs I never did
The goddess of justice says to me
Yet my heart floods with compassions
For the fallen leaves of human dreams
In the depths of rocky highland of life
I can see many joyously singing streams.
