Veda Busesi [English translation]

Tired seas gotten fed up of storm

So am I a ship and lost

Can't see the sides of lighthouse

Even moon hidden stars are dark

Non voice either a breath

Separation is close union(convergence) unseeable

No beginning no end all was like dream

His/her love was not enough absence was to much to me

Her/his voice still in my ear

Left me even didnn't give a good bye kiss

These twigs broken of winds

So me,faded when was sprout ready to open flowers

A flower seen the autumn while waiting for spring

That will get fade too like smiles

Non hope either a possibility doesn't work

Separation is close union is unseeable