(English translation by myself)

The shadow of time

just passed away.

covering the walls

with indigo.

Cold Dogs ...

They bit into my skin.

An empty blind

colour fills everything

with adorned silence ..

Sadness of trains.

Alcohol burning,

Swallowing the skin.

It cracks the soul.

They don't usually hurt

as this cold hurts.

Sunset.

The shadow of time

just passed away:

He said;" When

it's time to come
I shall be the hand ice

announcing the death."