A wintry sky and the broken streetlight cold wind.   Unknown shadow the footprint of desertion.   Freedom was taken.      If it wakes up a gloomy ceiling   A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum it is soiled   And violence rapes me      An understanding is impossible   Why was I chosen? Someone should answer...      Please answer me it is a horrible dream   How much should I shout, writhe and suffer?   Please tell me it is a horrible dream   I shouted many times with losing voice      There is no hand of preparing of the disordered hair.   A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum a faint temperature is mixed in the midwinter      I persuaded myself, who had a dying voice and began writhing.   Not to lose for living.   I was drowned in the night when I feared and had a dying voice.   Please forgive my dying breath.      Please answer me it is a horrible dream.   How much should I shout, writhe and suffer?   Please tell me it is a horrible dream.   I want to smile again at last