1
Trees frozen in the snow like a tattered trench coat red
Creaking at the foot of the snow
Night walking hurriedly brand new pair of shoes there
The kids on the fear of loneliness in each ear
To call into a cry
The road just a cow calving
Covered with whip marks to a standstill in the mud, breathing blood
Much earlier and the bright lights, such as Valentine's dark stone
Metal bedside stand faceless spirit
Vole is a tired nurse secretly
Indent wounds dream garden
Flowers pale red in the ground meat preserved
Fresh as a child and has been the ghost of dead
Hypoplasia of the stars with iron railings to lock our
2
The world's most poets do not trust words
Blank snow roses withered from birth to
Flames away from a pair of cold hands
Busy like a hard winter, the editor
I became cut off by the sun's
Leaned over his increasingly strong Shixiu sniffing
North wind in the garden of a person long since dead
Finally, still exist for the attribution of illusion illusion
The blue tree and the tree to play music only by silence
So twice with a heavy snow fall from my shoulders
Cover the garden when I was forgotten
Trampling an intersection I was mistaken
Article empty street lamp hoarse throat as
Reading the words look on the blight of many years
3
People who have necrophilia love walking in the winter garden
Salute to the people to appreciate the ruins
Kitten drowned in a ditch plot
Took its picture by breaking a walnut
Must be the child ran into the garden of the children
Children know better than anyone how the ravages of flowers
Is false with a length of the end of charred wood piles
Slanting mouth like a crocodile unearthed in the ground long
Gray sky like a daytime sleep
Sea fish bone spit us also sting
Scrape a section of the dream alive sting fish scales
Live in a walk under the knife
Each with a body reduced to a weak site review
Are not touching the touch of
The cancer can not touch the ground in the depths of the swollen
Wrapped in a black pregnant woman was raped in the spring
A split tree trunk eyes
Swan's neck bent in the bottom of the trap pale
The way we split the compound eye of the world after the dismembered
Have become blind each other's ghosts contrasting snow
Exposure to freezing in the wind
Endure the pain of bone budding
Shame may have bright until the Garden
Can not be identified by a season of beating the life
Trees frozen in the snow like a tattered trench coat red
Creaking at the foot of the snow
Night walking hurriedly brand new pair of shoes there
The kids on the fear of loneliness in each ear
To call into a cry
The road just a cow calving
Covered with whip marks to a standstill in the mud, breathing blood
Much earlier and the bright lights, such as Valentine's dark stone
Metal bedside stand faceless spirit
Vole is a tired nurse secretly
Indent wounds dream garden
Flowers pale red in the ground meat preserved
Fresh as a child and has been the ghost of dead
Hypoplasia of the stars with iron railings to lock our
2
The world's most poets do not trust words
Blank snow roses withered from birth to
Flames away from a pair of cold hands
Busy like a hard winter, the editor
I became cut off by the sun's
Leaned over his increasingly strong Shixiu sniffing
North wind in the garden of a person long since dead
Finally, still exist for the attribution of illusion illusion
The blue tree and the tree to play music only by silence
So twice with a heavy snow fall from my shoulders
Cover the garden when I was forgotten
Trampling an intersection I was mistaken
Article empty street lamp hoarse throat as
Reading the words look on the blight of many years
3
People who have necrophilia love walking in the winter garden
Salute to the people to appreciate the ruins
Kitten drowned in a ditch plot
Took its picture by breaking a walnut
Must be the child ran into the garden of the children
Children know better than anyone how the ravages of flowers
Is false with a length of the end of charred wood piles
Slanting mouth like a crocodile unearthed in the ground long
Gray sky like a daytime sleep
Sea fish bone spit us also sting
Scrape a section of the dream alive sting fish scales
Live in a walk under the knife
Each with a body reduced to a weak site review
Are not touching the touch of
The cancer can not touch the ground in the depths of the swollen
Wrapped in a black pregnant woman was raped in the spring
A split tree trunk eyes
Swan's neck bent in the bottom of the trap pale
The way we split the compound eye of the world after the dismembered
Have become blind each other's ghosts contrasting snow
Exposure to freezing in the wind
Endure the pain of bone budding
Shame may have bright until the Garden
Can not be identified by a season of beating the life
Translated by Google
Flame is the flame rose always a rose
Just let your body die embarrassing
Stone carvings on the cheek like a glass eye
Burst processes slowly
Moment after the collapse of
Who can afford the pain of dying crash
Broken down the middle of this tower is down
Each night when the moon is becoming strident music
Bell impatiently waved away the drunk
Blood can be as numbing as the grass
They sat on the floor to the deaf or cheap perfume soaked
Outside the ruins in a bolted candlelight
Broken stone upside down when the scene was reversed
Blasting belly baby from crying out loud, like the spring
Smoking throat inherited organ
Mother of the sky has never
The flesh of this face is always just wry
Unlike shrapnel white dove
North Korea as a gold gilded wheel throwing dice to
Is your night to empty the pockets of every day
Every time you throw in the towel and left the other steps under the
Locked into the basement of another cement casting
Show a lost art itself
Where children continue shooting with the naive pupil
The destruction of a city to another two-hands
Just a toy to play with you again
Sometimes the flame in the depths of the flesh and sometimes play Rose
Flame and rose another forgotten
The tower is too high you can die alone
Just let your body die embarrassing
Stone carvings on the cheek like a glass eye
Burst processes slowly
Moment after the collapse of
Who can afford the pain of dying crash
Broken down the middle of this tower is down
Each night when the moon is becoming strident music
Bell impatiently waved away the drunk
Blood can be as numbing as the grass
They sat on the floor to the deaf or cheap perfume soaked
Outside the ruins in a bolted candlelight
Broken stone upside down when the scene was reversed
Blasting belly baby from crying out loud, like the spring
Smoking throat inherited organ
Mother of the sky has never
The flesh of this face is always just wry
Unlike shrapnel white dove
North Korea as a gold gilded wheel throwing dice to
Is your night to empty the pockets of every day
Every time you throw in the towel and left the other steps under the
Locked into the basement of another cement casting
Show a lost art itself
Where children continue shooting with the naive pupil
The destruction of a city to another two-hands
Just a toy to play with you again
Sometimes the flame in the depths of the flesh and sometimes play Rose
Flame and rose another forgotten
The tower is too high you can die alone
Translated by Google
我们说谎时 老虎的条纹划动黑夜
道路 自从被灯光无情出卖
谎言 就代替行人
我们散步 而一只闯进梦呓禁区的蚂蚁
却不得不懂 手指
月亮每次落下是致命的重量
和 某条细小喉咙里愚蠢的呼救声
不 没人曾对自己说谎
只有辞句跟自己玩
玩着睡眠 我们就梦见大海
玩着大海 我们就漂向另一个岛屿
在那里登陆 我们饿了
就饲养或屠杀鹦鹉和猴子
重新变成凶猛的石头
可我们不说 我们不说时
两只手变成死水中互相咬住尾巴的鳄鱼
我们以为欺骗自己的那些话 只是
真的 每一行诗里的末日
是保存一张脸的摔碎多年的镜子
低低的耳垂
挂在男孩子滚动的铁环上
一生的太阳都向一个黑夜的陡坡滚去
当辞滚下来时 哑巴诞生了
哑巴心里疯狂的沉默
是一头老虎扑向羚羊时内心的沉默
肉被撕裂 甚至发不出纸的声音
我们从来都是哑巴
因此 被谎言当作玩具
道路 自从被灯光无情出卖
谎言 就代替行人
我们散步 而一只闯进梦呓禁区的蚂蚁
却不得不懂 手指
月亮每次落下是致命的重量
和 某条细小喉咙里愚蠢的呼救声
不 没人曾对自己说谎
只有辞句跟自己玩
玩着睡眠 我们就梦见大海
玩着大海 我们就漂向另一个岛屿
在那里登陆 我们饿了
就饲养或屠杀鹦鹉和猴子
重新变成凶猛的石头
可我们不说 我们不说时
两只手变成死水中互相咬住尾巴的鳄鱼
我们以为欺骗自己的那些话 只是
真的 每一行诗里的末日
是保存一张脸的摔碎多年的镜子
低低的耳垂
挂在男孩子滚动的铁环上
一生的太阳都向一个黑夜的陡坡滚去
当辞滚下来时 哑巴诞生了
哑巴心里疯狂的沉默
是一头老虎扑向羚羊时内心的沉默
肉被撕裂 甚至发不出纸的声音
我们从来都是哑巴
因此 被谎言当作玩具
Easy to make, its almost a hardship
Hexagrams Gua Gua is a sun_set_
You come, you say: I read this book the Millennium
Millennium is uncertain of the words
Bamboo has long been ground down into pieces, then the black crow
Overlooking the world's changing and consistent
Not their native land, among strangers
You do not hold the entire east cottage tall
Dusk never know how many times dying
Was carved out of stone faces
Lost in the deep night of their own internal more
A group of leprosy incomplete, but also view
Biting words and characters, the mystery of the eternal is the copper pot
Bit by bit, the time bound
Dig into the nightmare of the last shelter
Turtle shell fragments, embedded itself in the history of lost news
Australopithecus once again the topic of human occupation
And God, a great head stuffed crotch androgynous
To show the pain, or secretly look into the depths
That dark, sinister purpose of existence of all things
Hexagrams Gua Gua in addition to shaking roar
You are his exile, to follow the beast
Beyond, nothing more than to avoid the crowd like a plague to avoid
Predictions falter in the wind
Each door to hand out extortion
Read this book to all patched mouth
The moon and the sea the same blind, fall or rise
Saturated with lies, like a fish freely
Ignore the abyss of time, you start from the skin
The wound and then wrapped around with cloth wrapped around body
When suddenly discovered that the heart is a black crow
You, you wait, and has been the Millennium
Hexagrams Gua Gua is a sun_set_
You come, you say: I read this book the Millennium
Millennium is uncertain of the words
Bamboo has long been ground down into pieces, then the black crow
Overlooking the world's changing and consistent
Not their native land, among strangers
You do not hold the entire east cottage tall
Dusk never know how many times dying
Was carved out of stone faces
Lost in the deep night of their own internal more
A group of leprosy incomplete, but also view
Biting words and characters, the mystery of the eternal is the copper pot
Bit by bit, the time bound
Dig into the nightmare of the last shelter
Turtle shell fragments, embedded itself in the history of lost news
Australopithecus once again the topic of human occupation
And God, a great head stuffed crotch androgynous
To show the pain, or secretly look into the depths
That dark, sinister purpose of existence of all things
Hexagrams Gua Gua in addition to shaking roar
You are his exile, to follow the beast
Beyond, nothing more than to avoid the crowd like a plague to avoid
Predictions falter in the wind
Each door to hand out extortion
Read this book to all patched mouth
The moon and the sea the same blind, fall or rise
Saturated with lies, like a fish freely
Ignore the abyss of time, you start from the skin
The wound and then wrapped around with cloth wrapped around body
When suddenly discovered that the heart is a black crow
You, you wait, and has been the Millennium
Translated by Google
First, the diurnal tide
Plateau, such as Tigers, of all things burning in the coastal torrent rampage
Oh, only the light you spread to the sun_set_ round the earth hanging in the air
Sail to the open arm bandits, rock to the chest, eagle ... ... to the heart
Lonely shepherd bush was engulfed by endless rolling
Prayer flags flying, the belief that shrill, long the blue above the top
You at the moment is that the passage of a cloud of silence it
Prostrate at the foot of the years, endured the evening drive
Block thousands of tombstones in the wilderness, like the end of the plow broke down as
Be abandoned, never abandoned: the bronze back to earth, so that the blood of rust
Each burst of thunder towards you still tears you pour
Wake-up from the depths of the annual sand west of the fate gold
Path along the cliff collapses, no way out cliff, stone sundial is black hole
The sky of ancient witch once again the mystery of bare seven lotus
Oh, the light, the sacred red glaze, fire, fire worship dance
Gentle washing groaning, giving the sky a broken pottery quiet
You are such a great moment has finally shaken What
- The sun waiting for the fall of the catastrophe, joy Fucking
Second, the gold tree
I am the God of the waterfall, I am the God of Snow Mountain
Tall, vigorous, dominating moon
The only head of all rivers
Birds _set_tle in my chest
Covered with dense jungle
The pathway to the secret of the pond
I like the large group of young adults bold stag
Desire as March
Gathered from a disturbance in the force
I am the golden tree
Tree harvest gold
Tease from the abyss of passion
Haobulicai motto around the Timid
The waves until I filled it
Homeless women, women flashing water
That forced me who is the only women sip it
Restrained the night my eyes
Twelve trombone restrained style guava flowers
I went to every place, there is no shadow
Touched each of the brilliant stars turned into stars strawberry
Central rises in the world
Possession of you, me, a real man
Third, the blood sacrifice
Surrounded by bright red white skull pattern, worship the sun and war
With infanticide blood, the blood of circumcision, nourish my endless life
An obsidian knife cut open the earth in the chest, the heart was lifted high
Gladiator many flags as the drums, surging in the sun_set_ room
I live, I smile, proud to lead you to conquer death
- With their blood, to the history of signatures, the ruins and ceremonial decoration
So, given rise to your sorrow! Close to the mountains of courage cliff
Condors dive again and again, like waves of the storm, the empty eyes pecked
Threw himself on the altar or the suffering of the body while running in full bloom
Long lost hope for return of hunger take sharp, whistling and praise planted
Listen to what you found alone in the majestic arc of the horizon
So let the blood stream to do: to die a glorious, more powerful than death
I dedicate towards it! Forty virgin lucky you will be singing
Tanning of the skin as crisp bells in the procession in the fasting and watch
That dastardly noble, innocent of evil, pure dirty tide
Vast memory, I like the mystery of the carnival with the stream of the birth of convulsions
Pagoda towering, guidelines for the twilight of a mountain road to heaven
You break out - from a pool of blood, close to the sacred
Fourth, gatha
Looking forward to the desperate
Looking for the desperate
Despair is the most perfect look
Looking forward to the most desperate long
Looking forward to not start
May not be the end of despair
Perhaps the only call soon -
The most loud and clear, it is the silence
Fifth, the midnight ceremony
Open Road Song
Link: midnight came, the dark spot to start it Can tiger, gold
Can-to shine green. Far away. Grass in the direction that I
They moved, wet with dew sky, whom we are starting a collection of
Come from?
Chorus: Oh so many people, so many people!
Link: Constellation tilt, and unknowingly sleep was filled with pines.
Arm had a strange wind, we just huddled together, a dream
See the bonfire, large and bright.
Kids sleep.
Chorus: Oh so many people, so many people!
Link: trembling soul, the soul longing, among the leaves in the dark,
Find a piece of land. Silence in the back of dizziness, there is a
Sound, slowly relaxing into a moon, that is, we have been chasing
Seeking a bright, right?
Chorus: Oh so many people, so many people!
Passing the flowers
Nuorilang the Xuanyu:
The only way the road is a transparent
The only way the road is a soft
I said, it followed that kind of paean to spring
Sun_set_ precipitation, the flow of the ablation
Waterfalls and mountain guide
I was amazed the temptation of women bare
From all directions, from dancing, shower from
Beyond Unreal, share my innocence
Brake drum
At this point, the plateau, such as tigers, are transparent fingers caress the vast
At the moment, the spread of forest has been ravaged messy beauty, bright and tough U.S.
To flash floods, like the destruction of numerous villages in rubble harmony published universe
Stubborn roots thick ankles walked, the children laughing in the displacement of
In the dignity and character to stand up from the dead, playing my sacred bell orchid
I am the light, even when you fall of the light with you
The call of the golden, the bitter to the sea, never calm
In the night above the top of the forgotten, the whisper in the sleep talking and shouting on top of slightly
At the moment, center of the world. I said: to live - people
Created heaven and earth. Birds chirping with. Everything, just inspiration
Plateau, such as Tigers, of all things burning in the coastal torrent rampage
Oh, only the light you spread to the sun_set_ round the earth hanging in the air
Sail to the open arm bandits, rock to the chest, eagle ... ... to the heart
Lonely shepherd bush was engulfed by endless rolling
Prayer flags flying, the belief that shrill, long the blue above the top
You at the moment is that the passage of a cloud of silence it
Prostrate at the foot of the years, endured the evening drive
Block thousands of tombstones in the wilderness, like the end of the plow broke down as
Be abandoned, never abandoned: the bronze back to earth, so that the blood of rust
Each burst of thunder towards you still tears you pour
Wake-up from the depths of the annual sand west of the fate gold
Path along the cliff collapses, no way out cliff, stone sundial is black hole
The sky of ancient witch once again the mystery of bare seven lotus
Oh, the light, the sacred red glaze, fire, fire worship dance
Gentle washing groaning, giving the sky a broken pottery quiet
You are such a great moment has finally shaken What
- The sun waiting for the fall of the catastrophe, joy Fucking
Second, the gold tree
I am the God of the waterfall, I am the God of Snow Mountain
Tall, vigorous, dominating moon
The only head of all rivers
Birds _set_tle in my chest
Covered with dense jungle
The pathway to the secret of the pond
I like the large group of young adults bold stag
Desire as March
Gathered from a disturbance in the force
I am the golden tree
Tree harvest gold
Tease from the abyss of passion
Haobulicai motto around the Timid
The waves until I filled it
Homeless women, women flashing water
That forced me who is the only women sip it
Restrained the night my eyes
Twelve trombone restrained style guava flowers
I went to every place, there is no shadow
Touched each of the brilliant stars turned into stars strawberry
Central rises in the world
Possession of you, me, a real man
Third, the blood sacrifice
Surrounded by bright red white skull pattern, worship the sun and war
With infanticide blood, the blood of circumcision, nourish my endless life
An obsidian knife cut open the earth in the chest, the heart was lifted high
Gladiator many flags as the drums, surging in the sun_set_ room
I live, I smile, proud to lead you to conquer death
- With their blood, to the history of signatures, the ruins and ceremonial decoration
So, given rise to your sorrow! Close to the mountains of courage cliff
Condors dive again and again, like waves of the storm, the empty eyes pecked
Threw himself on the altar or the suffering of the body while running in full bloom
Long lost hope for return of hunger take sharp, whistling and praise planted
Listen to what you found alone in the majestic arc of the horizon
So let the blood stream to do: to die a glorious, more powerful than death
I dedicate towards it! Forty virgin lucky you will be singing
Tanning of the skin as crisp bells in the procession in the fasting and watch
That dastardly noble, innocent of evil, pure dirty tide
Vast memory, I like the mystery of the carnival with the stream of the birth of convulsions
Pagoda towering, guidelines for the twilight of a mountain road to heaven
You break out - from a pool of blood, close to the sacred
Fourth, gatha
Looking forward to the desperate
Looking for the desperate
Despair is the most perfect look
Looking forward to the most desperate long
Looking forward to not start
May not be the end of despair
Perhaps the only call soon -
The most loud and clear, it is the silence
Fifth, the midnight ceremony
Open Road Song
Link: midnight came, the dark spot to start it Can tiger, gold
Can-to shine green. Far away. Grass in the direction that I
They moved, wet with dew sky, whom we are starting a collection of
Come from?
Chorus: Oh so many people, so many people!
Link: Constellation tilt, and unknowingly sleep was filled with pines.
Arm had a strange wind, we just huddled together, a dream
See the bonfire, large and bright.
Kids sleep.
Chorus: Oh so many people, so many people!
Link: trembling soul, the soul longing, among the leaves in the dark,
Find a piece of land. Silence in the back of dizziness, there is a
Sound, slowly relaxing into a moon, that is, we have been chasing
Seeking a bright, right?
Chorus: Oh so many people, so many people!
Passing the flowers
Nuorilang the Xuanyu:
The only way the road is a transparent
The only way the road is a soft
I said, it followed that kind of paean to spring
Sun_set_ precipitation, the flow of the ablation
Waterfalls and mountain guide
I was amazed the temptation of women bare
From all directions, from dancing, shower from
Beyond Unreal, share my innocence
Brake drum
At this point, the plateau, such as tigers, are transparent fingers caress the vast
At the moment, the spread of forest has been ravaged messy beauty, bright and tough U.S.
To flash floods, like the destruction of numerous villages in rubble harmony published universe
Stubborn roots thick ankles walked, the children laughing in the displacement of
In the dignity and character to stand up from the dead, playing my sacred bell orchid
I am the light, even when you fall of the light with you
The call of the golden, the bitter to the sea, never calm
In the night above the top of the forgotten, the whisper in the sleep talking and shouting on top of slightly
At the moment, center of the world. I said: to live - people
Created heaven and earth. Birds chirping with. Everything, just inspiration
Translated by Google
Thirty-year-old heard enough lies
No landscape could shift into this room
Long face with corn guests
Selling rotten stone standing in the doorway
A tongue hissed the exhibition ground of the eternal
They are cold or you have to think
Blasphemy was vomiting like a picture on the wall
Memory is the address of a small team of diminuendo
Miscanthus sinensis Autumn died of a golden barefoot
Who heard the stars disappear Pingchuang
That night the wind seems to fall from the pear
Empty room were thrown out
In your naked flesh, wandering and wandering
Mutilation, such as sky and water
Wet sun roared forget all injuries
No scenery to enjoy the landscape
Kill you
Until the last bird has fled to the sky
Frozen into the hands of the collision in that blue vein
Where do you lock yourself in
This is the room where the empty echo of a fixed
Recitation of the dark
Bury your heart the only landscape only
Lie
No landscape could shift into this room
Long face with corn guests
Selling rotten stone standing in the doorway
A tongue hissed the exhibition ground of the eternal
They are cold or you have to think
Blasphemy was vomiting like a picture on the wall
Memory is the address of a small team of diminuendo
Miscanthus sinensis Autumn died of a golden barefoot
Who heard the stars disappear Pingchuang
That night the wind seems to fall from the pear
Empty room were thrown out
In your naked flesh, wandering and wandering
Mutilation, such as sky and water
Wet sun roared forget all injuries
No scenery to enjoy the landscape
Kill you
Until the last bird has fled to the sky
Frozen into the hands of the collision in that blue vein
Where do you lock yourself in
This is the room where the empty echo of a fixed
Recitation of the dark
Bury your heart the only landscape only
Lie
Translated by Google
Closing my eyes, inhale deeply
You came to my room
There are songs in the summer weeds fingers
And your feet in the memories of a quiet cemetery
No, you do not bend over and see the tombstone
Playful look and your name exactly the same
Do not whisper or a smile on their
People remember that laughter has also been
No, no, not your
Lying on the grass in the sun above
One-year-old organization is full of light green blanket
Stones and do not understand all you love
Name scattered around like a little wind
From you outside of your breathing again dreaming
Forgotten in the near ground
Or very far into it and you think you have the room from the future
You came to my room
There are songs in the summer weeds fingers
And your feet in the memories of a quiet cemetery
No, you do not bend over and see the tombstone
Playful look and your name exactly the same
Do not whisper or a smile on their
People remember that laughter has also been
No, no, not your
Lying on the grass in the sun above
One-year-old organization is full of light green blanket
Stones and do not understand all you love
Name scattered around like a little wind
From you outside of your breathing again dreaming
Forgotten in the near ground
Or very far into it and you think you have the room from the future
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I looked out the window from the street does not always rain
It is calm like a comb
Resting on the windowsill
It is a quiet woman in the waiting
Like a tired seagulls flying from the coast
Like the stone tablets to hold fast to their own hands
Gray suede her back pocket
Quietly changed the shape of a lemon
I looked out the window from the snowy streets
Only the winter street
Seven cats and a sleeping car of a man breaking
Or eight pairs of identical eye
Like being hit empty grain intended no blame
They were so affectionate I believe
They have promised each other with the promise of the body hunger
And the like to ensure the most gentle touch
It is calm like a comb
Resting on the windowsill
It is a quiet woman in the waiting
Like a tired seagulls flying from the coast
Like the stone tablets to hold fast to their own hands
Gray suede her back pocket
Quietly changed the shape of a lemon
I looked out the window from the snowy streets
Only the winter street
Seven cats and a sleeping car of a man breaking
Or eight pairs of identical eye
Like being hit empty grain intended no blame
They were so affectionate I believe
They have promised each other with the promise of the body hunger
And the like to ensure the most gentle touch
Translated by Google
The stones on the windowsill looking out the window
It makes the whole room tilted to the cliff
The fish live in the wreck are ready to rot into the fishbone
Pieces were cut ax
Trees still do a practice green fingers
Still on the windowsill every storm
All the way into the house to rest
Like a stone cold light into your
Tilt to the starting point for the sea
You climb into a mollusk to be watched
Inadvertently tantamount to corpse
Crow pecking at any time may be
Glass magnified the threat of not saying anything
A gray eyes staring at your face and ignore you
It makes the whole room tilted to the cliff
The fish live in the wreck are ready to rot into the fishbone
Pieces were cut ax
Trees still do a practice green fingers
Still on the windowsill every storm
All the way into the house to rest
Like a stone cold light into your
Tilt to the starting point for the sea
You climb into a mollusk to be watched
Inadvertently tantamount to corpse
Crow pecking at any time may be
Glass magnified the threat of not saying anything
A gray eyes staring at your face and ignore you
Translated by Google
Regardless of the cold season as the wall behind you
A snowy pine tree symbolizes the total days in
The fire in the fireplace can also be black green
When the fire to become a reality immune to the cold
So like you afraid of
That has been mistaken for the person you
Others let you _set_tle in your exudes Smell
Dominated by the sky was full of scarves rainy night
Portraits are hung out but you
To learn to be afraid of the wall after the death of a face is painted
It was mistaken for the sun just like a light
Fixed finger in the wind like fingers twitch slightly
A mirror, like a madman
Never mind the dead fish were whites dementia of the sea
Like winter, a sputum spit into your eyes
Frozen into a smile when the body is tired skirt
Lie to say it again as long as the warm
Exactly like that make you more biting portrait
The cold is a cold is another metaphor
One hundred bird cried elsewhere
Analogy of a head cold from the dead, out of the brown ear
So terrible as your own
So deaf to be drawn so easily be identified
A snowy pine tree symbolizes the total days in
The fire in the fireplace can also be black green
When the fire to become a reality immune to the cold
So like you afraid of
That has been mistaken for the person you
Others let you _set_tle in your exudes Smell
Dominated by the sky was full of scarves rainy night
Portraits are hung out but you
To learn to be afraid of the wall after the death of a face is painted
It was mistaken for the sun just like a light
Fixed finger in the wind like fingers twitch slightly
A mirror, like a madman
Never mind the dead fish were whites dementia of the sea
Like winter, a sputum spit into your eyes
Frozen into a smile when the body is tired skirt
Lie to say it again as long as the warm
Exactly like that make you more biting portrait
The cold is a cold is another metaphor
One hundred bird cried elsewhere
Analogy of a head cold from the dead, out of the brown ear
So terrible as your own
So deaf to be drawn so easily be identified
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Every evening walk is not to others
No longer be lit the fire
Refill your cup as hatred
I swig
A fruit tree in the blood so sweet
Is more of a black dyed dark day
Loosen the tongue-like limbs shake as the storm
Eyes wide to stay in the ward yesterday
Is a musical instrument will be shooting
Birds which are not always escape reality
A confused look and glass
The most clear water is still blind
Sharks live in the hearts of the people can only cracked the silence
Watching the ocean burn down their own
Coral chest looked extra meat Picked
Death, like a little polish ornaments
Decorative years after the death of
- Hate me because I was thirsty
No longer be lit the fire
Refill your cup as hatred
I swig
A fruit tree in the blood so sweet
Is more of a black dyed dark day
Loosen the tongue-like limbs shake as the storm
Eyes wide to stay in the ward yesterday
Is a musical instrument will be shooting
Birds which are not always escape reality
A confused look and glass
The most clear water is still blind
Sharks live in the hearts of the people can only cracked the silence
Watching the ocean burn down their own
Coral chest looked extra meat Picked
Death, like a little polish ornaments
Decorative years after the death of
- Hate me because I was thirsty
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The reality is that part of my personality
Has accepted the deceased overflowing spring green
Streets receive more under the darker flowers funeral procession
The red telephone booth in the rain like a warning
Time is part of the internal organs of birds accent
Open the bench face each rust
Look at the eyes of a long night flight accidents
Another day in London was obliterated when the
Writing to make the best of my crazy licking brown foam of beer
Bell in a bird like a dark shock of unemployment header lines
Speech part of the city is the worst part of my
Show my small acceptable
Rotten window blue leather cover
Mutton are hard bound with the memory
Died in the death of his seizure of the lens is not
When the two newspapers, cemetery, between the cemetery behind the sea
Has accepted the deceased overflowing spring green
Streets receive more under the darker flowers funeral procession
The red telephone booth in the rain like a warning
Time is part of the internal organs of birds accent
Open the bench face each rust
Look at the eyes of a long night flight accidents
Another day in London was obliterated when the
Writing to make the best of my crazy licking brown foam of beer
Bell in a bird like a dark shock of unemployment header lines
Speech part of the city is the worst part of my
Show my small acceptable
Rotten window blue leather cover
Mutton are hard bound with the memory
Died in the death of his seizure of the lens is not
When the two newspapers, cemetery, between the cemetery behind the sea
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