You appeared in front of me,
Like a flash in the pan,
Like a pure and beautiful fairy.
In the torment of despair and sadness,
In the confusion of that noisy and flashy life,
Your gentle voice echoed in my ear for a long time,
I still see your lovely image in my sleep.
Many years have passed.
A sudden change like a storm dispelled past dreams.
So I forgot your gentle voice,
And your beautiful image like a fairy.
In the backcountry, in the dark life of imprisonment,
My days passed quietly,
No one who falls in love, no inspiration for poetry,
No tears, no life, no love.
Now that consciousness has begun to awaken,
And then you reappeared in front of me,
Like a flash in the pan,
Like a pure and beautiful fairy.
My heart is beating in ecstasy,
Everything in my heart woke up again,
With people who love each other, inspired by poetry,
With life, tears and love.