English:

Countless dead eyes without
Their dreams ever paid off
The words of a poet reflect
In a drift of daily life
That had spit out
Fragments of memory are on the way
And they are supposed to be right
The fact that it is 2
The silence swore to proceed till the end
The crystallization of the time

Picture a light
A personality on my mind
Catch the ripped wishes
With my hands
Regulation and existence
Even lost the meaning
Fought with difference and
The doubt was born
A smile and an answer
Filled with loneliness
A warped mirror
Shows the criticism
The group-mind is brightly decorated
And erased its identity
You speak and go beyond
The present time to find eternity
The times marked the painful eternity
The same condition gained the pain

Suppress my mind
And the last word falls

I stand where no one would see
We make, and steal the process
You who read and the standart are fair
Not a single truth, so sleep on the ground