It is very untimely.

You have to come back, you have to forget all the insults and come to the roots one day.

Today may be very angry

You are leaving by planting the seeds of hatred

Getting very upset with myself

Still everything inside is falling apart

The eyelids are getting soaked in water

A wave of pain is breaking through the chest.

Still leaving... everyone goes like this.

After many days, months and years passed

When the retreating late afternoon sun is seen

Evening birds return to their nests

Then twist in the chest

There is a lot of pain, a lot of anger

Yes, I want to be very angry with myself

Turn everything upside down.

Why not look back at that day one time?

Why did that pride come back to the chest?

Then one day it is returned there

Where the journey began and ended

At that root...

But it's too late.