Monologue 3 (Translated In English)

8:56 AM Etna Khairullah 0 Comments


It feels weird calendar sheets scattered from the walls of the room
The brokenhearted In silence
It feels weird fall-fall in the abyss of death
Lost lost its way In light Taste the forbidden
Tasting fruit Eternity 7 rivers and drinking water springs
In heaven Taste the forbidden Cursed pride not to be conveyed
Lang who never dropped the horizon
In the us Taste the forbidden Fall-fall on you
Which I did not understand me In dreams Taste the forbidden Have often fallen
I Still fall again, and again.

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