My lost years at the universe
And my tragic sins that I have fallen in
I lived with my good deeds that I have hidden
I have cried with the prizes of tragedies
I understood
I named this place as caricature comedy
Are you a test subject with your experience to the experiment, Sago?
Your throat is tied with a rope. Are you a saddle beast, Sago?
Your word disperse to everbody with the speed of wind
Are you a housefly that is crushed with their slaps, Sago?
Every line that is produced by rap semen is the language of the pessimistic house
Sagopa was already an old kid years ago
I used to couldn’t touch my acnes
My face would became a blood bath
I used to avoid mirror when I was at high school
I used to cry under the quilt
I met money lately
(She) was so beautiful. I couldn’t fall in love
Even though, I had some friends who stole (her) heart
We were just say hi to each other
I couldn’t be too familiar with her
I say hi to my friends that she have cheated
Everywher is looted
And disposal has become donation
Ancient bodies are meddlesome
Around choose and be chosen, is Kajmeran the only one?
There is no honey at my lips
But happiness was the only wish
As if the darkness is the deposit of the died candle to my eye
As if this revolving world is a stone
And we are soup ingredient in it
Is this one continuous curse going to last until finding the pure good
I asked who serves the evil
We were huffy at birth
Hear the nice voice at the morning fly a seagull from the sky
Be a prayer to almighty at the gifted days
Shall not be closed until it is understood
Those eyes of your shall not become water even though your heart is knocked for six
Forgiving is the most noble revenge
If there is a wall, lean on it
If not, create one
Create a sun form a candle when it gets dark
Your wings shall not be broken
Lots of hope are 24 carats
Maybe your view that is plundered is incapable of to be cured
Or maybe a pinch of remaining hope is wounded at your smile
Who knows?
If the emotions are wretched, half of the lifetime totters
Those moments born in time or they just disappear in a moment
Even if those commemorative (old) firends become treacher for a moment
Keep silent and forgive, a smile boils
There are tear drops at your eyes
A frustration took the soul, bleeds with sorrow
(Skit)
A lonely man is nothing in this world.
And there is no world other than this one.
I saw another world.
Sometimes, I thought it was a dream. But so be it.
You have seen things that I will never be able to see.