The finest breeze of wind, born is the beautifulLonely in a wide open spaceThere is nothing to see of the world, only dreamLonely in a wide open spaceNobody there to help, dead!!!…The sun is low, the moon is highThe middle is my consciousnessThe middle of day and night, a life in harmonyNo fear, no pain, immortal for one momentIâm screaming up to the sky right into infinitySilence!Blood overruns my bodyI’m tumbling down, imminent to drown in my own bloodNobody there to help, dead!!!