How fate orchestrates is unfathomable, I come from ancient ocean another shore, The god-forsaken soil and the thorny-land, and you, my friend, the long-known bright world. When I am feeling depressed and anxiously sullen, all you have to do is kindly send me another whisper, and reveal life’s tenderness in its flesh and breath. when I am in your presence I feel life is strong, and will defeat all its enemies and all of mine, sick logic and puny reasoning are magically cured, by the perfect symmetry of your courage and persistence, gives my mind a restful night and a tomorrow to wish. But have I not told you that I am of a feeble woman? I once feared life and I am now afraid of pain and rainy day, the heaven resides in your eyes and the blindness is in mine, A wound is a self-reporting instrument, And I sleep with her face under my tongue. Beneath the mirage of my veil, I’ve only kept my final wish: We always will be in this life, come what might devilish!