Injured

still wrapped in a black cloudy sky
I still worry when the time comes
storm ... wind ... typhoon slammed
everything ... when will the end

mud soaking
sadly its not yet gone
if the heat of the sun no longer sting ...
whether this is the end of ....
where I stand

we may hurt
nor can die
but do not ever blame the living

prepared liver
prepare the soul
for everything that could happen

crashing blue waves sweep the Earth
debris left over
is sliced ​​liver

when was the dawn will surely shine
and incandescent light up the world again

we may hurt
nor can die
but do not ever blame the living

prepared liver
prepare the soul
for everything that will happen