Redemption

Even close at hand

But it seems to be separated by thousands of miles.

I look up to you

I want to sing a song for you.

But dear people

Why is the melody on the orchestra?

The lyrics swallowed in the throat

I look at myself with shame

Songs can only be born in silence

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As night falls, the darkness fades

Everything is silent, and the moon is deep.

But the roar of the cuckoo bird is still tireless.

Listening to its heartbreaking singing

Tossing and turning

Frightened and looking at the depths of the night

at last

The hoarse voice is repeated in my dreams.

As if

I saw other people’s flattering smiles.

I heard other people’s hypocritical flattery.

Gradually self-satisfied, forgetting when

I saw you---looking at me quietly----

Smiling without words

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I look up

Holding the whistle, carefully

Silence is the supreme contempt

Frightened

I want to play my prayers with the flute

Trembling

The whistle is silent

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a thousand years

I look up at the stars

Just to wait for your salvation