Have you heard that a tree has turned its back on the forest?
Now searching for peace alone.
Have you been told that a bee has chosen to live in seclusion?
For she believes that there are hidden treasures in loneliness.
They say a bird has labeled his companions as the weakness of his existence.
Now loneliness has begun to engulf his chaotic heart.
His river of love has quite lost its origin.
Now he sings the songs of loneliness on the bank of boredom.
I have seen a man that has chosen to be lonely like the midday sun.
Rises and wears an ugly smile like a mourner.
Alas, even the sun after stripping himself off in the West;
Find his way to the moon to renew their conjugal bliss.