A knife is tangling
Beyond the sky drift
To push, push shackled crafts
To the blinking eye of my heart
Deep, deep in the eye of my soul
Flows like heavy water
In the stream
Your words punched my soul
I admit, I made mistakes
Let me not be killed
For the mistakes
I made to your soft heart
Sorrow encroached my soul
Pain punched my heart
Guilt knocked my consciences
Forgive me for hurting you
I can’t coax you at all
My words are weak.