[Sand Land]

I was born in a sandy land

I know that barrenness does not meet the flowering period

Long beard

There is old-fashioned craftsmanship

Drive me away while you're young

Go to the city to see the lights and cloud flags

The night is my most intimate brushwork

There are also those who lie on the windowsill

The rush of people in the rain

Their spoken language is mixed

Armor is thick and breeds

The flames of hardship are frozen

The blade is not broken

The Lord God, Mogo

How can the mountains be controlled?

How could I ever ask for the galaxy?

There will be no sacrifices in the sandy land

Violent corpses and old trees under the sun

Even corruption

It's all the wanderer's own idea

(2014-5-11)

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