Do you think I will follow your strategy?
Do you think I will not see through your trickery...

Like a flower,pressed,left,
In a book-forgotten...

You say:
"She is seeing the invisible now...

I am standing here,waiting to be killed-
A despicable traitor...

Two souls,holding hands,walking on the same path
Came to a turning and went apart...

I looked around and I saw
The flowering vine...

Once,a lone man stood
Between a mosque,a temple and a church...

Streaming in through my window
Red light and green...