Today,
I see that edifice on the verge of collapse,
the edifice which I raised with the small bricks of my deeds
--called LUCK
--in which I feel suffocation sting me;
where my interests and desires,
my wisdom or intellect,
my convictions,
all, were the watch-keepers of that Mansion of LUCK.
today,
they all disappear.
I see that edifice on the verge of collapse,
the edifice which I raised with the small bricks of my deeds
--called LUCK
--in which I feel suffocation sting me;
where my interests and desires,
my wisdom or intellect,
my convictions,
all, were the watch-keepers of that Mansion of LUCK.
today,
they all disappear.