How many people are helpless in this world!
Bookworld wants to survive but still hope.
When there is no known storm in life,
Tears sheds tears in the pain of chest pus.
Whenever you have a dream of happiness,
Why do not you know why it is nightmare?
Before the blossom, how much hope will drop
I do not know why life is not finding the river?
Dreams are burnt down due to hardships,
It just came down to the darkness.
All the songs of the world are lifeless,
The garden is decorated in the moment?
Hopefully in the house of hope, I,
Happiness of happiness with thousands of pain
You are the helper where people are helpless
Your grace shows people a new dream.
This is my request to widows,
It is in the tragedy that you sing