WHEN

When sun wake up,
Joy and sadness arouse
from long time ago to near time ago
all thanks its new dew puzzling the ship of judgment.
Like old liquor searching lit to around table fame
still judgment song bumping and bumping to the shores of hopes.
The only stud to stir, kicked silently miserable.
Changing tones to always bums sells happiness on the road of tape master.

When sun goes to bed
Cloak the joy to masses of little
Drumming and dreaming to court of pigeon
Coating jug of enemity with lockup
The only tax rental booms ups
Open dark door with devil keys
Great path file destructing owner
Calls memos of life as a great song of all time
When