Some want rain due to lack of food,
But I pray to God to maintain the law,
Never changes the laws like our mood,
All well in my lady but changing her flaw.
The matter-change but not so very soon,
As cute women’s will without any aim,
So the matter-change is the matter ruin,
Every two creates the third is real fame.
I see matter reflection in human being,
Matter produces riper thoughts in matter,
Work behind curtain don’t see the seeing,
The more you think the more will be better.
What is a woman’s love I know it well,
A bundle of false tears and nothing to tell