longing night

How's the night?

Who is this day smiling behind your cold?

Servant? Not!

I was still buried under the afternoon sun

Who is it, then?

Night, the hall is hallucinating

I know you will miss your life

Rindumu enveloped the servant with fog

Rindumu, and also the enlightening month

But we at different times do not wonders with your hallucinations

Calm and bertawaqal

You know?

The servant is willing to resist limitations, surpasses oneself

Completed the task in 1260 days

Pay off the debt so that the toga rope moves right

Then….

Will it be you night?

Waiting for my servant and darkening the servant with a rage