The Night Is So Calm, I Don'T Want To Do It Colorless Mind
The night is so calm, I don't want to do it colorless mind,
The forgotten poems sleep silently in the light of the star.
No more trees, which with the branch embraced the lost sleep,
No more laugh, only hollow gladness -
May word's spirit will comeback?
The autumn is gone, after every leafs has been fallen down,
Gold ways thawed,
Besides, feelings of tremulous hope...
I have forgotten the promised purposes already,
May I won’t reborn again?
Quiet stars, they don't feel worldly minds,
They shine in empty yard silently.
Traces have disappeared,
Seldom white returning of a smile,
May this time it will not go out?