It doesn't matter if your heart is crying
When your eyes are laughingly lying
It doesn't matter if your lips are shaking
When your voice was joyfully faking
It doesn't matter if your inside are burning
When your hands are coldly waving
It doesn't matter if all your veins are bleeding
When your outer clothes are bleaching
It doesn't matter how deeply you are injured
When only laughing is the thing measured
It doesn't matter if your thoughts are worries
When born writings are nice stories
It doesn't matter if you are alone
When you are totally unknown
Don't give me a promice
That you will remember me....
Give me the morning sun
I will give you the sea...
I'll find you in the sun, and
Inside the sea I shall be...
One mother lost her child...
wept until melting the eye...
Though her house was wide...
She felt prisoned and wished to die...
She kept the sound of gladness...
and looked toward the blue sky...
She felt like shrinking with illness...
And gave the way to the "Why?"...
Why losing the birth of sun?
Why losing the smell of roses?
Why losing the one called "son"?
What are the reasons? What are the causes?
The answer came to her tired soul:
"It was God's will after all"
He wanted respect and dignity
as well as some freedom...
He kneed before humanity
face on earth, back as a dome...
Looking for sympathy from its majesty,
Humanity exploded like a bomb...
and said in anger:"What a pitty!!!
How dare you come!!!
I'll kick you out of the city
with no food, drink, or home"
The man : "What have I done?!"
Humanity: " You were gready"
The man : "Because i wanted the best for my son?!"
Humanity: "You must leave in an hour, get ready!"
The man : " An hour! It's more than enough"
Humanity: "Good! Go and pack your stuff!"
The man : "For god sake! what stuff?!!!"
Humanity: "The golden things I've
It doesn't matter if your heart is crying
When your eyes are laughingly lying
It doesn't matter if your lips are shaking
When your voice was joyfully faking
It doesn't matter if your inside are burning
When your hands are coldly waving
It doesn't matter if all your veins are bleeding
When your outer clothes are bleaching
It doesn't matter how deeply you are injured
When only laughing is the thing measured
It doesn't matter if your thoughts are worries
When born writings are nice stories
It doesn't matter if you are alone
When you are totally unknown
Don't give me a promice
That you will remember me....
Give me the morning sun
I will give you the sea...
I'll find you in the sun, and
Inside the sea I shall be...
One mother lost her child...
wept until melting the eye...
Though her house was wide...
She felt prisoned and wished to die...
She kept the sound of gladness...
and looked toward the blue sky...
She felt like shrinking with illness...
And gave the way to the "Why?"...
Why losing the birth of sun?
Why losing the smell of roses?
Why losing the one called "son"?
What are the reasons? What are the causes?
The answer came to her tired soul:
"It was God's will after all"
He wanted respect and dignity
as well as some freedom...
He kneed before humanity
face on earth, back as a dome...
Looking for sympathy from its majesty,
Humanity exploded like a bomb...
and said in anger:"What a pitty!!!
How dare you come!!!
I'll kick you out of the city
with no food, drink, or home"
The man : "What have I done?!"
Humanity: " You were gready"
The man : "Because i wanted the best for my son?!"
Humanity: "You must leave in an hour, get ready!"
The man : " An hour! It's more than enough"
Humanity: "Good! Go and pack your stuff!"
The man : "For god sake! what stuff?!!!"
Humanity: "The golden things I've