roar #17

lai lai lai lai lailailai, lahi lahi lahi lai
its in the East that the Sun always rises

the season of the burning sun
the season of merciless winter
does there exist a bridge between them?

during the seson of autumn,
when the smell of earth rises,
is the season of the first rain,
my heart tells me..

why were the two lightnings seperate till yesterday?
is it to bind very tightly together from today onwards?

lai lai lai lai lailailai, lahi lahi lahi lai

the suns always rise in the East..

during times of fury,
the skies are full of clouds
and i cannot see my moon

when the anger dies off,
the skies are cloud-less
now i can see my full moon

there are no enemies from now,
there are no roots which dislike the flowers
no heat that wins the river...
this is a story of the success of a small fire
on the surface of water
there is no need for cover anymore

its always in the East that suns rise..
lai lai lai lai lailailai, lahi lahi lahi lai

when there's someone at my door,
and when i hear them knock,
i always hope its you, my dear

when there is a group of ladies,
my eyes search immediately
for where you are

let our hands unite in poetry
let time be our wings to fly
its time to lean on the moon's back

though there's no real need,
my mouth begs you for favours
can i bear it
if you refuse?

its always in the East where suns rise

why were the lightnings seperate till yesterday?
is it to unite from today?