I was from the feeling
of the human heart
Yes, we were born to be human

The mist of conservatism
was the cure for corrupting
beauty and heart

So slowly mind knows
the river of time
The nasty lies are a reflection
for two lovers at night

So kindly the child had
learned the fight
No road could tell the misery
inside
'No where in the angles
flap beauty could dare
for us