Wind
is driving forth frowning clouds in the sky.
That is life running randomly, haunting somebody’s thresholds,
Hitting itself on the walls,
yearning in search of the way out.
All the hardships and worries
are just like a whirlpool.
Wind is whistling, and night
is rushing getting furious.
No, it’s not fear, just some
incomprehensible grief.
Heart is decreasing its pace
and is standing still for a moment,
Seems it’s impossible
to overcome such a terrible cold.
Oh my love, why this cold and
why are you feeling so lonely?
Why are you closing your eyes,
why don’t you believe?
We often consider that heavens
appear to be very cruel.
But what if it’s not cruelty
but just a door to the better?
Stand up. I know that you can.
And I know you remember,
Nothing that’s given to us is
beyond our strength.
Look at the sunrise, you won’t
let your head down now.
I will warm up your sorrowful heart, my beloved one.
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