Winter is like an office,
and cold like an officer,
full of ego and arrogance,
...
Beside the city
River is running to meet sea,
Mountain for touching sky,
Bee for taking honey
...
some poison I have in my throat.
some poison you had in your throat.
some sharp fangs you dig into my ears,
some sharp fangs I dig into your eyes.
...
balance of the earth is misbalancing,
Icebergs are melting, clouds are bursting,
breeds of birds are disappearing, year by year,
the heat of the sun is heading nearby near,
...
oh, Father return home now,
I am alone sitting in the old,
the window of a mud house,
fearful eyes tearing full of waiting
...
sitting in the room
under the air cooler,
in the scorching summer,
I remember
...